funhouse

Said I'm pretty if I just tried

But beautiful would be a white lie

To this day it goes 'round my mind

Like a carnival, carousel ride

Oh what to do?

You turned a home, to a house, funny mirrors all throughout

Now I'm never sure

If reflections, are distorted, and has tough love started to bleed?

Stuck here looking up, through the tent above

Whitened tears and one reddened nose

Feels silly that it still gets me choked

Hair in curls and in heirloom pearls

But mirrors say you're not a woman, you're still the same girl

Oh what to do?

You turned a home, to a house, funny mirrors all throughout

Now I'm never sure

If reflections, are distorted, and has tough love started to bleed?

Stuck here looking up, through the tent above

And it never stops

Am I still not enough?

Mmm, Mmm-mm