Everyone smiles on glowing little screens,
Perfect homes and teeth, or so it seems.
Behind the filters, dishes fill the sink,
Tear-stained nights and minds that overthink.
I walk into a room and feel so small
Like I don't feel like I belong at all
But everybody feels the same inside
They just get better at the things they hide
(Pre chorus)
We’re all just walking stories in disguise,
Truth is hiding right behind our eyes.
No one’s got it perfect like it seems,
We’re all just learning how to live our dreams.
We thought by now we’d understand it all,
Bills paid on time and never feel the fall.
But grown-ups are just kids in tired skin,
Still scared of dark and barely holding in.
I wore “normal” like a borrowed coat,
Dimmed down my colors just to stay afloat.
Now I see paths winding through the night,
Even crooked roads can lead to right.
(Pre chorus)
You’re not alone in feeling out of place,
Most are content with their real estate of space.
Every heart’s a mess in its own art,
Broken, but still beating from the start.
You think you’re just the crack within the glass,
A puzzle piece that never seems to pass.
But pull the curtain back on every heart,
We’re broken, yet still perfect in our parts.
(Bridge)
Some nights I feel like I’m not good enough,
Like I’m the only one who finds this tough.
But maybe we’re all more the same inside,
Just better at the things we try to hide.
(Chorus)
We’re all just walking stories in disguise,
Truth is hiding right behind our eyes.
No one’s got it perfect like it seems,
We’re all just learning how to live our dreams.
You’re not alone in feeling out of place,
Most are content with their real estate of space.
Every heart’s a mess in its own art,
Broken, but still beating from the start.