I was looking in the mirror, trying to find, a new reflection. Wanna take the road, less traveled in, a different direction. Make some new mistakes, forget the ones I made. Cry some tears of joy, dress more like a boy.And come back as a blond, try a different lipstick on, as a blond, will I get whatever I want? I’d be ever so incising, take a lot of icing, never have to watch my weight. Yeah when I’m gone, I’m gonna come back as a blond. I wanna I meet myself, as someone else, just to see what it feels like. Take a walk, on the other side, cause you know that I just might. Break some different hearts, touch my different parts. I’m not gonna wait, to mess around with fate.