Magazines

Well, she’s the prettiest girl at the party and she knows it
She’s got a picture-perfect smile that break your heart wide open
She’ll let the butterflies free if your eyes leave for a moment
When she finally leaves
It’s like she’s walking in slow motion
When she comes home
Sits down and get in her bed, she’s invested
She’s all alone
So don’t with trying to pretend
And she says
“Under the the covers , I’m someone else
That what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “
And she says
“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just a pretty face or the girl next door
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “
It’s been a couple of years, so she moved to west LA
Cause when you look that good, I guess you might as well get paid
Went from her parents’ old house to become a household name
It’s a whole new world but somehow still feels just the same
It’s when she comes home
Sits down and gets in her bed, so successful
And she’s still alone
So don’t with trying to pretend
And she says
“Under the covers, I’m someone else
That what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “
And she says
“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just a pretty face or the girl next door
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “
And maybe it’s maybelline but it’s probably make-believe
Cause the dreams they they’re selling to you
Are paper-thin too
And she says
“Under the covers, I’m someone else
That what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “
And she says
“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just a pretty face or the girl next door
The magazines don’t always tell the truth “