Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty is the face in the mirror looking back at you... You walk around here thinking you're not pretty, but that's not true; 'cause I know you... Hold on, baby, you're losing it. The water's high, you're jumping into it and letting go... and no one knows that you cry, but you don't tell anyone. That you might not be the golden one...
And you're tied together with a smile but you're coming undone.
