Well, she’s the prettiest girl at the party and she knows it
She’s got a picture-perfect smile that’ll break your heart wide open
She’ll let the butterflies free if your eyes meet for a moment
And when she finally leaves, it’s like she’s walking in slow motion
But when she comes home
Sits down and gets in her bed
She’s a mess and she’s all alone
So done with trying to prеtend
And she says
“Under thе covers, I’m someone else
Than what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
Yeah, 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
Yeah, the magazines don’t always tell the truth”
It’s been a couple of years, so she moves to West L.A
‘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
‘Cause when she comes home
Sits down and gets in her bed, so successful
But she’s still alone
So done with trying to pretend
And she says
“Under the covers, I’m someone else
Than what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
Yeah, 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
Yeah, the magazines don’t always tell the truth”
And maybe it’s Maybelline
But it’s probably make-believe
‘Cause the dreams that they’re selling to you
Are paper-thin too
And she says
“Under the covers, I’m someone else
Than what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle
Yeah, 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
Yeah, the magazines don’t always tell the truth”
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