Gold Plated

She says there is a film around you I can't see through

Seems though your troubles got the best of you again

I wanna hear her honey & turn the other cheek, too

But the way she says it I can't help but understand

Everything I've built up of myself to show to people

Turns out it's hollow, gold-plated in the end

And while there ain't no shame in putting on a good face baby

You're running ragged so the whole thing don't fall in

I wish I could go back when I was just a baby

Young and pure with no impressions of the world

Every morning as it all unfolds before me

I'd see the whole thing through the eyes of a girl