She shines and she radiates
A true glow, oh so honest
More than she knows
Herself she underrates
With a bell and a whistle
She decorates
To bring out less doubt
Something more to talk about now
Pull it in or fill it out
It's not what you put on
It's not what you put on
And oh, little darling
Why did you pour more on?
Can't you see your reflection is gold?
You don't need these to shine you on, no
My gifted Libby, you're really poetic enough
Crack in the mirror, split her vanity
Her voice grows, echoes, tells us she's a Jane Doe
So usual and ordinary
With a brush and a polish
She touches up her skin
She fills in all her imperfections
With garlands, costumes, and gold trim
It's not what you put on
It's not what you put on
And oh, little darling
Why did you pour more on?
Can't you see your reflection is gold?
You don't need these to shine you on, no
My gifted Libby, you're really poetic enough
What you want?
Tell me what you want
What you want?
Tell me how she decorates
Oh, little darling
Don't pour more on, little darling
Oh, little darling
Why did you pour more on?
Can't you see your reflection is gold?
You don't need these to shine you on, no
My gifted Libby, you're really poetic enough