Don't have high expectations of me; I'm not likely to live up to them,
I'm just an ordinary girl, living in a mixed up place.
The image that you have of me, is most likely untrue,
I may not understand you, and you may not want to see my face.

Don't trust me, I'm always about to break your heart,
You deserve better, than a plain-Jane normal woman.
The words which you speak, describe another beauty queen' wannabe,
You try to caress me, and I'll end up runnin'.

Chorus~ Your visions of me, aren't very clear,
The directions in which we're headed are very badly estimated.
I don't want to lie awake at night clutching my pillow tight,
You compliment me, but I'm so overrated.

I felt the warmth of your kiss, which I still don't deserve,
You pulled me closer, and I just felt distraught.
So I try to start a new chapter, in the book of my life,
To rewrite my story, which I hoped would be bought. (But it wasn't)

I've never felt so lonely, never felt so out of place,
You're like a prince, and I'm like a petty maid.
It's another scene in the play,
And the screen just fades.

Chorus~ Your visions of me, aren't very clear,
The directions in which we're headed are very badly estimated.
I don't want lie awake at night clutching my pillow tight,
You compliment me, but I'm so overrated.

Look into the clear skies,
You need a reality check about me.
The image that you have of me, is most likely untrue,
I may not understand you, and you may not want to see my face.
Chorus~ Your visions of me, aren't very clear,
The directions in which we're headed are very badly estimated.
I don't want lie awake at night clutching my pillow tight,
You compliment me, but I'm so overrated.

Don't trust me, I'm always about to break your heart,
You deserve better, than a plain-Jane normal woman.
The words which you speak, describe another beauty queen' wannabe,
You try to caress me, and I'll end up runnin'.
At least that's clear.
Spoken: This show is over, have a good night