He wakes up early, another day the same The bitter coffee, the banal routine The boss yells, the wife complains But something changes when she enters the scene She is young, full of life A sparkle in her eyes, a lost soul She wants implants, wants to be desired And he sees in her the chance for a new journey American beauty, so plastic and empty He falls in love, in a late crisis She wants new breasts, he wants to feel alive In a world of appearances, everything is so relative In the office, he daydreams With his daughter's friend, his veiled desire His wife doesn't notice, lost in her world And he sinks, in a deep abyss She is young, full of life A sparkle in her eyes, a lost soul She wants implants, wants to be desired And he sees in her the chance for a new journey American beauty, so plastic and empty He falls in love, in a late crisis She wants new breasts, he wants to feel alive In a world of appearances, everything is so relative He buys a car, red and powerful He tries to revive, what was once absent She smiles, but it's just a facade In a world of plastic, the truth is masked American beauty, so plastic and empty He falls in love, in a late crisis She wants new breasts, he wants to feel alive In a world of appearances, everything is so relative The illusion is broken, reality comes He realizes too late, that nothing is beyond An empty dream, a colorless life In a world of plastic, there is no true love American beauty, so plastic and empty He falls in love, in a late crisis She wants new breasts, he wants to feel alive In a world of appearances, everything is so relative American Beauty, a tale of illusion He searches for meaning, but only finds frustration In a world of plastic, where everything is a facade True beauty is always ignored