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