Does the makeup hide the tears
Painted faces masking fears
But underneath all the glitter
She has a heart of gold
Mornings serving coffee
In the street corner café
Nights she's there again
Turning tricks for extra pay
And can you see behind the costume
See the light within her eyes
Her home lies dark and vacant
She's leading double lives
Just a small town woman
Struggling to sustain
Just a casual showgirl
'Till the morning sun rises again
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 10:09 PM UTC
Does the makeup hide the tears
Painted faces masking fears
But underneath all the glitter
She has a heart of gold
Mornings serving coffee
In the street corner café
Nights she's there again
Turning tricks for extra pay
And can you see behind the costume
See the light within her eyes
Her home lies dark and vacant
She's leading double lives
Just a small town woman
Struggling to sustain
Just a casual showgirl
'Till the morning sun rises again
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