Is beauty only skin deep?
Do I need Photoshop to fix me?
Will they only like me if I make believe?
Now I'm getting older.
I'm getting tired of losing myself.
I'm so sick of hiding.
I just want someone to love the real me.
So I cut my hair, cut from my lines.
I'm in front of the mirror.
I spend way too much time feeling bad.
Changing my clothes, don't know why.
I try to be enough.
Enough.
Enough.
Enough.
I try to be enough.
Ah, ah, ah.
I try to be enough.
I'm
starting to resent it.
Things I waited for attention.
Don't want to bite my tongue to get me through again.
Now give me a sign, cause my faith is dying.
Said I was happy, I was just lying.
I fake another smile and just pretend.
So I cut my hair,
cut from my lines.
I'm in front of the mirror.
I spend way too much time feeling bad.
Changing my clothes, don't know why.
I try to be enough.
Ah,
ah,
ah.
Ah,
ah, ah.
Enough.
I try to be enough.
Ah, ah, ah.
I'm in front of the mirror I spend way too much time feeling bad