Magazines

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