Something about your skin
reminds me of a bullet-proof vest
Something about your smile
You seem more fragile than the rest
How many boyfriends will it take
Before you believe kind words'
Tell me, what's at stake
If they discover you hurt'

It never happens like the big screen
Or the T.V.
No one's ever as beautiful
As they think they should be

But we're making a breakthrough
We're starting to get to
The truth is so lovely

It's a tragic tale
Your suburban life
Each breath inhaled
Breathes in a lie
and your troubled mind
Cares if your hair is as good as hers
Until mirror-blurred lines
Can't tell you who you once were

So what are you afraid of'
What are you'

We're making a breakthrough
We're starting to get to
The truth is, you're lovely
You're so lovely