Lately I've been living another life
I play pretend all day
I smile and say hello
Standing tall and pretty
wearing the mask of a happier girl

I come home and busy myself
with things that are normal
things that I would never do
I push my pens and paints away
hide them with my tears
and make believe that it's all okay

But when no one's home and I'm all alone
I crawl under my kitchen table and cry
I throw cups at the wall
and scream until my voice gives out
because I'm tired
of pretending this is the good life