Magazines – Anson SeabraBy Well, she’s the prettiest girl at the partyAnd she knows itShe’s got a picture-perfect smile that’llBreak your heart wide openShe’ll let the butterflies free if your eyes meet for a momentWhen she finally leavesIt’s like she’s walking in slow motionWhen she comes homeSits down and gets in her bed, she’s a mess andShe’s all aloneSo done with trying to pretendAnd she says“Under the covers, I’m someone elseThan what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle, yeahThe magazines don’t always tell the truth”And she says“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just aPretty face or the girl next door, yeahThe 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 youMight as well get paidWent from her parents’ old house to become a household nameIt’s a whole new world but somehowStill feels just the sameIt’s when she comes homeSits down and gets in her bed, so successfulAnd she’s still aloneSo done with trying to pretendAnd she says“Under the covers, I’m someone elseThan what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle, yeahThe magazines don’t always tell the truth”And she says“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just aPretty face or the girl next door, yeahThe magazines don’t always tell the truth”And maybe it’s MaybellineBut it’s probably make-believe‘Cause the dreams that they’re selling to youAre paper-thin tooAnd she says“Under the covers, I’m someone elseThan what you see on the cover of Vogue or Elle, yeahThe magazines don’t always tell the truth”And she says“Under the surface, I’m so much more than just aPretty face or the girl next door, yeahThe magazines don’t always tell the truth” www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20