Enough
Is beauty only skin deep?
Do I need Photoshop to fix me?
Will they only like me if I make-believe? (Make-believe)
Now I'm getting older
I'm getting tired of losing myself
I'm so sick of hiding
I just want someone to love the real me
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I'm starting to resent it
Things that we do for attention
Don't wanna bite my tongue to get me through again (through again)
Now give me a sign
'Cause my faith is dying
Said I was happy, I was just lying
I fake another smile and just pretend
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
I try to be enough
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Do I need Photoshop to fix me?
Will they only like me if I make-believe? (Make-believe)
Now I'm getting older
I'm getting tired of losing myself
I'm so sick of hiding
I just want someone to love the real me
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I'm starting to resent it
Things that we do for attention
Don't wanna bite my tongue to get me through again (through again)
Now give me a sign
'Cause my faith is dying
Said I was happy, I was just lying
I fake another smile and just pretend
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
I try to be enough
So, I cut my hair, cover my lines
I'm in front of the mirror
I spend way too much time feeling bad
Changing my clothes, I don't know why
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah-ah, enough
Ah-ah-ah, enough
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I try to be enough
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Steve Martin, Rachel Carol Filsoof, Elliot David Sorgen
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