She lies so well even God couldn't tell
No one sees through her pretty veil
They think she's fine, that she is perfect
But she is always questioning if she's truly worth it
She lies so well even God couldn't tell
Late at night she writes her own will
She wants to die, never to breathe again
But no one can see, because she's a chamelion
She lies so well even God couldn't tell
She doesn't want to be in the hospital again
She just wants to die, to stop living this life
But no one hears her silent screams at night
She lies so well even God couldn't tell
Her scars are hidden oh so well
Beneath her mask if a pale sad face
If only someone could see through the pretty lace
She lies so well even God couldn't tell
In her room, blood is the only smell
It burns her nose, and stings her eyes
But she tells herself that she will not cry
She lies so well even God couldn't tell
But that's where she's wrong, he can always tell
But she turns to blades insteand of her knees to pray
Slowly her faith and hope is slipping away
She lies so well, only people can't tell
She cries and blows wishes into the well
Will her death wish come true, maybe not tonight but soon
If only someone could have seen through her pretty cartoons
