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Hello boys Got directions to the bombshell factory? And a bowflexing nightmare tendency? Hesitate, where's the tape, my retired beauty queen? Hello girls Truth can make you stare into the mirror for hours And can lip gloss save a nation, Mr. Powers? Come into what's my own disappear zone Close my ears Close my eyes In a world of a stupid girl and in her stupid dress size So who are we? Who's the judge, and are you something like a hero? No mistakes Different versions of the girl right next to you And I'm knocking on your door and can't get through And I cry and I sigh and I try To close my ears And close my eyes In the world of a stupid girl and in her pettiest of lies So who are we? Who's the judge, and are you something like a hero? Dull sensations push them to the wall Oh to the walls, yeah And the thorns that fall have the guts to walk upon them all Halfway there I was waiting by the phone for you to care And I can't make a seed grow anywhere So I wait, so I wait, are you out there? Close my eyes Close my ears In the world of a stupid girl and in her shallowest of fears Who are we? Who's the judge and are you something like a hero?