Looking in the mirror And what do I see? A girl in with tears on her cheeks Seeing blood on her wrists And a streak though her heart She says "**** me, **** me! Put me out of my pain!"
When she's around family, friends or on the phone She puts on the show Whoa the show She stands their smiling Tears building up inside What's happening inside her mind? Oh! It's the show!
She has a problem... She fears the world Yeah she's friendly Yea She's nice But take my advice... Don't upset her Don't make her mad! But it's just that...
I put on mascara, heavy eyeliner too Blush, cover up, eyeshadow, lip gloss too! But I shouldn't some days! Cause it washes away, Through my tears.
When I'm with ones who don't know me at all I but on the Show And try not to bawl!