Is that makeup put on for yourself?
Do you wear it for somebody else?
Cause you’re painted white as a ghost
It’s not a question that I have to know
But it’s alright—baby don’t lie
Is that cashmere from someone you know?
Do you feel like the skin of a goat?
Fed up nowhere when you’re home alone
Answers seem easy now that I’m on my own
Baby it’s alright—nobodies alright
Did you at first build this life for yourself?
Or did you build it for somebody else?
When it feels like you’re out of control
Counting sheep only leads to a hole
Life’s little lessons—you’re left second guessing
You could ask me the same for myself
Is this my head or is it somebody else?
Double standards got me doing the most
Flipping coins like the truth is a joke
Our dearest confessions—I dare you confess them
You see the turnstile spins frankly of course
Do me a favor babe consider the source
Speaking questions like I’ve figured them out
Leaving me speechless left with nobodies help
Our tickets aren’t even—my went bad last season