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

When she finally leaves

It's like she's walking in slow motion

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 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

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

It's when she comes home

Sits down and gets in her bed, so successful

And 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