picturesque

Sparkly eyes, tall and brunette
Chiseled statue, name is David
And I don't know them so I just don't get
How their lives live rent free in my head
I plan it out, pose without a shirt
One with my friends so they don't think I'm an introvert
But I don't know them so I just don't get
Why I owe them white picket fences
And a perfect photo album
With stickers to cover my self doubt
Took a pen and paper
To scribble my frown into a smile
And I don't know them why do I pretend
That my life is picturesque
Keep me in, crop her out
Only pretty when I smooth my skin
Looking out for the perfect light
Play pretend to cover up the fact
That I wish I had it all like that
Sounds insane but I hope they feel the same
When I'm out with my friends and they're
Sitting all alone on their bed frame
Keep me in, crop her out
Only pretty when I smooth my skin
Looking out for the perfect light
All dressed up ain't going out
Just posing in front of the couch
With a drink in my hand but it ain't going down
Keep me in, crop her out
Only pretty when I smooth my skin
Looking out for the perfect light
All dressed up ain't going out
Just posing in front of the couch
With a drink in my hand but it ain't going down
Fuck this perfect photo album
With stickers to cover my self doubt
Took a pen and paper
To scribble my frown into a smile
But most days I hate myself
I can't fake it another hour
My eyes are red, I'm feeling weak
I think I'm spiraling out
Keep me in, crop her out
Only pretty when I smooth my skin
Looking out for the perfect light
All dressed up ain't going out
Just posing in front of the couch
With a drink in my hand but it ain't going down



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Robert Scerbo
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