Beauty Queen

Lyricist: Foxes, Johnny Wright & Utters     Composer: Foxes, Johnny Wright & Utters

Why are we so obsessed with cutting skin
When the real things in our lives can't get in?
Marching to the same drum, every single beat's gone
I can hear the dark days coming
Another generation, fighting for attention
Can't you see I'm tired of running?

There's a house in the forest
Where her days are forgotten
By the lake, she dropped her dreams
And now they've sunk to the bottom

Oh, beauty queen!
It's only skin deep, only thin sheets
There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen!
Something's telling me
That you were never meant to be trapped in time

Why are we holding hands like paper chains?
Why are we so content to stay the same?
Marching to the same drum, every single beat's gone
I can hear the dark days coming
Another generation, fighting for attention
Can't you see I'm tired of running?

There's a girl I remember
Who was everyone's dream
Now her face has become her
It's the saddest thing you'll ever see

Oh, beauty queen!
It's only skin deep, only thin sheets
There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen!
Something's telling me
That you were never meant to be trapped in time

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

There's a house in the forest
Where her days are forgotten
By the lake, she dropped her dreams
And now they've sunk to the bottom

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, beauty queen!
It's only skin deep, only thin sheets
There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen!
Something's telling me
That you were never meant to be trapped in time