Miss America

It's a basic human need, feeling beautiful But you coat your broken body so subliminal And the colors that you wear hide a criminal You devour classic beauty, you destroy it all There's no easy way to say this There's no pretty way to say this Miss America is a slave from the waist down, stealing the whole town's love And good little girls won't stay away It's amazing how quickly they shed their youth, as you capture every one with your distorted truth Your words and your ways are absolute as you rob them of potential to be just like you Stay away.