funhouse

Said I'm pretty if I just tried But beautiful would be a white lie To this day it goes 'round my mind Like a carnival, carousel ride

Oh what to do? You turned a home, to a house, funny mirrors all throughout Now I'm never sure If reflections, are distorted, and has tough love started to bleed? Stuck here looking up, through the tent above

Whitened tears and one reddened nose Feels silly that it still gets me choked Hair in curls and in heirloom pearls But mirrors say you're not a woman, you're still the same girl

Oh what to do? You turned a home, to a house, funny mirrors all throughout Now I'm never sure If reflections, are distorted, and has tough love started to bleed? Stuck here looking up, through the tent above

And it never stops Am I still not enough? Mmm, Mmm-mm