Am I pretty enough for you now that my ribs show through?
With a little makeup I can look brand new, but can I be pretty
enough for you?
Fill me with secrets and I´ll never tell
fatten me up, and I´ll feed you well
you can polish me perfectly and I´ll shine pristine
but not even a cherub is this clean
Am I all that you d hoped that I would be, hanging on obediently
to the words that I´m finding so hard to believe?
Am I all that you d hoped that I would be?
Why don´t you just stop me if I´m sounding ungrateful
Why don´t you stop me if I´m coming on a bit too strong.