Didn't they tell you? You're pretty as you are Bombshell beauty Barbie lies Why don't you see? Reality is hard But it's so beautiful You always try To build your bouncy castles Too high to see Construction sites But poppies grow On pavement sides They all love you honey You're an angel A modern Belle But when you are no longer Young and beautiful Who are you then? Are you hollow? Under your shell When it starts cracking Whos there to tell you They'll stand there beside you Until your dying swan end?