Running late for another date
Another charity event to tell the world we matter
What to wear. "shit," I gottaʼ dry my hair
Did my dress shrink in the wash or am I getting fatter

My roots are getting grayer
And my face could use an extra layer of collagen
Is that a double chin...”fuck!”

Thomas: Sweety, are you ready?
Maya: Not yet
Thomas: What's your ETD?
Maya: Don't rush me!

God I swear
He can be so unfair
It takes no time for a man to be dressed and ready...

"okay" Make up's good
Looking like a trophy should
I need a second glass of wine for my hand to steady

Been questioning my morals
A lifetime filled with quarrels is where we are
Have we really only come this far?

Who is that reflection Staring back at me,
Where did she go that Girl from St. Louie
I don't know why or how I got to feel That girl...
So unreal.

Thomas: So...Is that's what youʼre wearing?
Maya: Uh, yeah.
Thomas: Donʼt you think that dress is a little slutty?
Maya: Um...I think it shrunk
Thomas: Itʼs not appropriate
Maya: Ok. Iʼll change.

Here I go puttinʼ on another show
Another game of make believe and I know my role
The perfect wife in the perfect life
I made a deal with the devil and sold my soul

Thomas: Letʼs Go.

I needed his protection
Become his projection a fantasy
Under lock and key

Who is that reflection
Staring back at me
Where did she go that Girl from St. Louie,

I don't know why or how I got to feel That girl...
So unreal.
So unreal
I sleepwalk through my day And dream of running away

I see a bird
Whoʼs locked in a cage
Sheʼs wants to be free
But sheʼs afraid

Open the door
Say goodbye
To that girl
Time to fly