Make Believe
Haven't you ever wondered?
What's behind the mask?
What's underneath a smile?
What's buried in the past?
What would they look like
With the lies all stripped away?
What would remain?
But skin and bones and shame
I could tell you something
That would make you understand
Take everything that you think you know
And forget it
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending
There's no blood on her hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
Maybe you're a little bit biased, thing is
You're seeing all these villains
That don't really exist
You're calling me crazy?
That's not what I meant
It's just these are good people
And you're reading too much into it
We all have our demons
None of us are perfect
You don't get to pass judgement
What makes you think you're different?
Oh, come on, Eli. You can't actually be as naive as you look
You call these people your friends
But how much do you actually know about any of them?
You don't know half the story
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending
There's no blood on their hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
Take Miles, for example
He shared some pretty fascinating details about his past with me
Back when we were all still friends
Sit down sweetie, buckle up
You're gonna find this hard to swallow
Choose to believe me or not
Listen now, hate me tomorrow
See, Miles here is quite the actor
He's got everybody fooled
And I know because he told me
Before the fire, before school
He really did leave California
But granny's not the reason why
She left him her house and twenty grand
When she died back in '05
Things back home weren't picture perfect
Mommy dearest had her flaws
Nothing seemed to make her happy
And she took it out on her sons
Miles promised little brother they were gonna be alright
He was that kid's hero
'Til Miles up and left one night
Now baby bro is all alone
With a mother sent from hell
And good old Miles is sitting pretty
He's on top of the world, he's got time to kill
How do I know that's the truth?
Think about it, Eli
You can't honestly tell me that you never thought
There was something off about his story
He came all the way from California
To take care of his grandma without the rest of his family?
Just up and left? Give me a break
He must think we're all pretty stupid
I guess it always did sound kind of weird
Yeah
And anyways, why would I lie?
I don't know
You made it sound like Miles wasn't the only one you knew stuff about
Look, I don't want you to get involved in any
If it's about my sister, I want to know
Believe it or not, Eli, I don't want to see you get hurt
See, Miles' little secret won't hurt anyone but Miles
But this... you're better off not knowing, trust me
Besides, you'll probably find out soon anyways
I mean, have you seen how Lila and Aubrey...
Their whole little circle is like a time bomb just waiting to go off
As for Miss Perfect and her crew
They've all got their baggage too
Clock's ticking, countdown's begun
And when the fuse burns down, you'd better run
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending there's no blood on your hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
What's behind the mask?
What's underneath a smile?
What's buried in the past?
What would they look like
With the lies all stripped away?
What would remain?
But skin and bones and shame
I could tell you something
That would make you understand
Take everything that you think you know
And forget it
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending
There's no blood on her hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
Maybe you're a little bit biased, thing is
You're seeing all these villains
That don't really exist
You're calling me crazy?
That's not what I meant
It's just these are good people
And you're reading too much into it
We all have our demons
None of us are perfect
You don't get to pass judgement
What makes you think you're different?
Oh, come on, Eli. You can't actually be as naive as you look
You call these people your friends
But how much do you actually know about any of them?
You don't know half the story
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending
There's no blood on their hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
Take Miles, for example
He shared some pretty fascinating details about his past with me
Back when we were all still friends
Sit down sweetie, buckle up
You're gonna find this hard to swallow
Choose to believe me or not
Listen now, hate me tomorrow
See, Miles here is quite the actor
He's got everybody fooled
And I know because he told me
Before the fire, before school
He really did leave California
But granny's not the reason why
She left him her house and twenty grand
When she died back in '05
Things back home weren't picture perfect
Mommy dearest had her flaws
Nothing seemed to make her happy
And she took it out on her sons
Miles promised little brother they were gonna be alright
He was that kid's hero
'Til Miles up and left one night
Now baby bro is all alone
With a mother sent from hell
And good old Miles is sitting pretty
He's on top of the world, he's got time to kill
How do I know that's the truth?
Think about it, Eli
You can't honestly tell me that you never thought
There was something off about his story
He came all the way from California
To take care of his grandma without the rest of his family?
Just up and left? Give me a break
He must think we're all pretty stupid
I guess it always did sound kind of weird
Yeah
And anyways, why would I lie?
I don't know
You made it sound like Miles wasn't the only one you knew stuff about
Look, I don't want you to get involved in any
If it's about my sister, I want to know
Believe it or not, Eli, I don't want to see you get hurt
See, Miles' little secret won't hurt anyone but Miles
But this... you're better off not knowing, trust me
Besides, you'll probably find out soon anyways
I mean, have you seen how Lila and Aubrey...
Their whole little circle is like a time bomb just waiting to go off
As for Miss Perfect and her crew
They've all got their baggage too
Clock's ticking, countdown's begun
And when the fuse burns down, you'd better run
They don't see me
But I can see through them
Keep pretending there's no blood on your hands
Out of touch with reality
A twisted fantasy
A game of make believe
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Writer(s): Amanda Hampton
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