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