Everybody tells what they are now
Glossing over what made them who they are
Not a mention of the nights
Wishing they were somewhere else
Oh they talk about best friends
Been together since God knows when
Leave out the drunken nights
One night stands
Long affairs
They pretend it’s been smooth sailing
Like the song that was so cool
But heaven knows
It’s smoke and mirrors
Behind every smile
There’s more
They try to hide
She reads the stories
With half a smirk, half a smile
She didn’t belong back then
Sure as hell don’t now
But she still wears lace underneath
Cowboy boots on her feet
And the best stories are the ones
She keeps to herself