Anson Seabra - Magazines lyrics
[Anson Seabra - Magazines lyrics]
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
Sit's 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 LA
'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
Sit's 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"
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
Sit's 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 LA
'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
Sit's 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"