Lyrics

Screamin’ as the door flings open in a San Diego restaurant
A woman in a tight t-shirt, attention is the thing she wants
Instead of being cute it’s just annoying and she wishes it was way back when
‘Cause everyone is ugly in the end

Dancing down at Hollywood and Vine I can tell you it’s the place to be
Even though it’s dark inside there are pretty people eyeing me
At 2am the lights come on and there’s no one left that can pretend
‘Cause everyone is ugly in the end

Eighty years from now there ain’t nothing you can do to keep your girlish good looks
We all turn out the same face up lyin’ lonely in a big wooden box
Baby I wish I could comfort and blind you with folds
But we’re ugly inside long before we get old

Saw her on the internet she looked like a picture from a magazine
After she saw mine online I was the sweetest boy she’d ever seen
We met up in person and decided that the web was better just for friends
‘Cause everyone is ugly in the end