What defines the world’s most beautiful

Is it the crown or is it the girl

I could sit here all night clad in gold

And I would still never get to know

Small town but the judgement’s big

Don’t think I could take another hit

Of how toxic it all is

I want to escape everything

Say the world but go nowhere 

Hypocritical with a flair

The words are making me so scared

And nothing’s ever fair and square

You’ve never seen anything, how could you tell

Who stays and who has to go down to hell

Are we even existing or are we just a shell

Of a view that’s gone too far past itself

What defines the world’s most beautiful

Is it the crown or is it the girl

I could sit here all night clad in gold

And I would still never get to know

Who defines what makes you pretty now

The times will always change by themselves

Oh god, it’s painful, I don’t know how

To live like this without breaking down

Faking smiles is a reused hobby

Of the ladies sitting in the lobby

Of the country club, at 3:01

They put on make up just to get drunk

Maybe it’s just my philosophy

But no one knows it more than me

I’ve dealt it for so many years

Am I the only one who hates it here

You’ve never seen anything, how could you tell

Who stays and who has to go down to hell

Are we even existing or just a shell

Of a view that’s gone far past itself

What defines the world’s most beautiful

Is it the crown or is it the girl

I could sit here all night clad in gold

And I would still never get to know

Who defines what makes you pretty now

The times will always change by themselves

Oh god, it’s painful, I don’t know how

To live like this without breaking down

Is this a blessing or a curse

The climb to the top is too steep

Stuck inside a fire while it burns

Up in flames and they threw the gasoline

I don’t want to be the world’s most beautiful

An upholding citizen’s title

For someone who doesn’t want to be

It’s just what everybody else needs

What defines what makes you pretty now

The times will change all by themselves

Oh god, how much of myself do I have to control

For them to call me the world’s most beautiful