Tell Me Who You Are

Pretty face, ugly pattern,

Same mistakes, just dressed up better.

They love you from afar,

Till they learn who you really are.

Nothin’ to prove,

Don’t know who you’re sellin’ to.

When there’s nobody left to hold,

Tell me who you are alone.

You make a first impression last just long enough,

Then every little crack starts showin’ through the stuff.

Everybody gets the version made to draw ’em near,

Then slowly starts to notice why nobody stays here.

You call it bad luck every time another leaves,

Funny how the only common thread is underneath.

Pretty face, ugly pattern,

Same mistakes, just dressed up better.

They love you from afar,

Till they learn who you really are.

Nothin’ to prove,

Don’t know who you’re sellin’ to.

When there’s nobody left to hold,

Tell me who you are alone.

Burn another bridge, watch it light the night,

Same damn story, different alibi.

Perfect display, picture-perfect appeal,

Seems like nothin’ with you is truly real.

Every ending somehow leaves you clean,

Like consequences only happen off-screen.

Dress every red flag up and call it a game,

Need everybody watchin’ just to keep yourself high.

Burn every bridge, hand somebody else the blame,

Bend every fact till the truth sounds like a lie.

Keep replacements on standby, different face, same name,

Want ’em close enough to use, never close to your side.

Swear you finally changed, then repeat it all the same,

Cry victim right on cue with another alibi.

Start fires for attention, then complain about the flame,

Leave before they leave you, call abandonment goodbye.

Turn every boundary crossed into somebody else’s shame,

Watch ’em move on while you smile and deny.

Build a perfect little picture just to hide an empty frame,

Count what I just gave you, thirteen reasons why.

Pretty face, ugly pattern,

Same mistakes, just dressed up better.

They love you from afar,

Till they learn who you really are.

Nothin’ to prove,

Don’t know who you’re sellin’ to.

When there’s nobody left to hold,

Tell me who you are alone.

Yeahh that same Pretty face, and ugly patterns,

Same old damage, dressed up battered.

They loved you from afar,

Now they know exactly who you are.

Got nothin’ left to prove,

No one left you’re sellin’ to.

When the whole damn room goes cold,

Tell me who you are alone.