Right Lies

She tells the very right lies
Looks effortless, but you can’t see how hard she tries
Working at keeping the lies straight
She’s good at looking good, and having other girls hate
She looks shallow but not insecure
Did she walk out of a magazine?
She can be nice, or she can be mean
She’s good at making others care about what she said, thought and did
Nobody would ever guess all the secrets she hid
Would you believe that she cries herself to sleep?
She can’t help but make herself bleed
She’d rather have another life,
Yet she’d rather live than die
She’s so good at telling the very right lies
Good at keeping them straight
She’s heartless and cold and
It’s herself that she hates
Everybody’s blind because
She tells the very right lies
Nobody even sees
That girl, might be me