"smile for the picture
pose with your brother
won't you be a good sister"

My family files
Together in a line
We all pull fake smiles
And act like we're fine

We are all secretly dying
No can know
We're all buying
Happiness from shopping carts
We're all sad, though

No one sees my brother down pills
Or my dad postpone bills
No one sees my pull out the blade
Or my mom get played
By two guys or ten

But everyone should know
We are perfect
We are pros at pretending
Even if our lives are completely wrecked

We are happy
And perfect
And beautiful
And lovely
We are perfectly fine