play dead

and boys are so cold

they speak without meaning

the only time they talk is in their sleep

and girls are a bore

their touch without feeling

their secrets always far too grim to keep

and up until now

you've lived in their shadows trying hard to please them

but they'll never change

as long as they're breathing

thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme

to those of us who've never tried

to find a face behind our lipstick smiles

and as our pretty faces die

our broken hearts will wonder why

the makeup just won't hide the scars of time

and boys are so cruel

so don't let them find you.tonight

and girls are so vain

so put them behind you.tonight

i'll cast you a spell

a magic where everyone plays dead forever

and after tonight

they'll never remind you. thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme

to those of us who've never tried

to find a face behind our lipstick smiles

and as our pretty faces die

our broken hearts will wonder why

the makeup just won't hide the scars of time

thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme

to those of us who've never tried

to find a face behind our lipstick smiles

and as our pretty faces die

our broken hearts will wonder why

the makeup just won't hide the scars of time