Cosmetic Punk

Cosmetic punk, that's what you are

Dressed like a street kid in your brand new car

Your mom's a doctor and your daddy's rich

You don't want nothing, ain't life a bitch

(you're sitting on top of the world)

And they say that nothing comes for free

(I don't believe in a word you say)

No, you ain't fooling me

I scratch the surface, what do I see?

Your running blue blood

'Cause you're not like me

The world you come from, it's so far away

So don't come around here trying to tell me you're the same

(careful your bridges don't burn)

I bet you left an open door behind

(I know that one day you'll turn around)

you're only killing time

You think I don't know what you're doing

when you pay for drinks at the bar

But you can't buy the thing that's missing from your life

So get back to what you are

(you're sitting on top of the world)

And they say that nothing comes for free

(I don't believe in a word you say)

No, you ain't fooling me

Cosmetic punk, I see right thru

you got your future all mapped out for you

Soon you'll be running the family company

And you won't give a damn about the likes of me

Cosmetic punk, what do I see?

Cosmetic punk, you're not like me!