Magazines

You see them everywhere
You know those magazines
Yeah Ive bought a few
They show you everything
So many news stands
As Im passing by But rows and rows of you
Are bound to catch my eye
Now everyone can gaze upon your body
Its good for you — I guess you have no shame
I never knew if how I acted
Would make you seek revenge
And now I know
And youre in magazines
But is it really you
In the empty world
I shouldnt be surprised
Youre an ambitious girl
With all that naked skin as sweet as honey
Maybe you just really needed money
I wondered if I would be punished for
My voyeuristic pleasure
And now I know
And youre in magazines
And now I know
And youre in magazines
Now I know
I tear through pages
Of every kind of pose
But its not really you I see
When I look real close
No youre a little bit different
Youre a little bit different
Youre a little bit different
And now I know
And youre in magazines
Now I know
And youre in magazines
Im alone
And youre in magazines
So it never was you
No, it never was you
It never was you
In magazines