You're pretty Like the moon

No one can get to you

That's lonely but its true

Youre pretty like the moon

Folk songs and cigarettes

You're such a perfect mess

You seem so unimpressed

You smile when you're depressed

But darling let me see the scars youre hiding underneath your .makeup show me what

It

Is that youre afraid of

Why you hide behind your pretty things and

Dont you know that even roses die and nothing is made to last forever even beauty

Fades

You cant always rely on pretty things

Red wine and vanity

Your fashion fantasies

That smile can't hide your tears

No that boy cant hide your fears

Its better when it hurts

It shows you what its worth

So cue the mascarade because

Inside you're still afraid

So darling, show me all the scars you're hiding underneath your makeup show me what

It

Is that youre afraid of

Why you hide behind your pretty things and

Dont you know that even roses die and that nothings really made to last forever

Even beauty fades

You can't always rely on pretty things

What goes up

Must come down

You fly too high

Oh you're gonna hit the ground

Too many words, they don't explain

So we hide behind our pretty things

Behind the laughter and behind the smiles

I've got my scars that I'm hiding too

Oh darling

Show me what you're hiding

And I'll show you what I'm hiding behind all my pretty things