Shes Fiction by Amelea Lyrics
Here he says you’re perfect
Does it mean that much if he’s not looking?
At you for that long, he’s too caught up
Wording his sentence that you are the 1
In a book, on tv
He says that girl looks just like me
Nanananana
Nanananana
You look like the girl from my dream
Nanananana
Nanananana
I think I’ll go back to sleep
They say it's a rose-colored tint
But no you're seeing full-out in pink
Painted thick, you’ll run into things
That’s how you tripped, you didn't fall for me
Can you even see through the painted glass?
If you look my way, are you just looking past?
Your pastime is staring at a picture of me
Replicated beauty but suddenly
Photogenic in photos, in person I blink
Say to rеst my lips, don’t feel like listening
Nanananana
Nanananana
Now you’re just a posеr, poster on my wall
Nanananana
Nanananana
Stick figure’s easier than photoshop
Nanananana
Nanananana
Paint over it for the copyright
Nanananana
Nanananana
Why look at you when I could watch paint dry?
She’s fiction
Do you want me or a picture of me?
She’s fiction
Do you want affection or something to put on your shelf?
She’s fiction
They say it's a rose-colored tint
But no you're seeing full out in pink
Painted thick, you’ll run into things
That’s how you tripped, you didn't fall for me
Here he says you’re his number 1
But he’s looking at the wall instead
Face the fact, you came in last
The poster doesn’t interrupt him when he talks
In a book, on tv, (wrong channel)
He says that girl looks just like me
Nanananana
Nanananana
You look like the girl from my dream
Nanananana
Nanananana
I think I’ll go back to sleep
Feels like I’m looking out
Your hands reaching towards my paper skin
Cut through the barrier
The poster’s torn to shreds
Blank page
The girl is gone
Disguises off
End of Mulan
As you look over your shoulder
You’re still looking at the poster
Nanananana
Nanananana
She’s fiction
Does it mean that much if he’s not looking?
At you for that long, he’s too caught up
Wording his sentence that you are the 1
In a book, on tv
He says that girl looks just like me
Nanananana
Nanananana
You look like the girl from my dream
Nanananana
Nanananana
I think I’ll go back to sleep
They say it's a rose-colored tint
But no you're seeing full-out in pink
Painted thick, you’ll run into things
That’s how you tripped, you didn't fall for me
Can you even see through the painted glass?
If you look my way, are you just looking past?
Your pastime is staring at a picture of me
Replicated beauty but suddenly
Photogenic in photos, in person I blink
Say to rеst my lips, don’t feel like listening
Nanananana
Nanananana
Now you’re just a posеr, poster on my wall
Nanananana
Nanananana
Stick figure’s easier than photoshop
Nanananana
Nanananana
Paint over it for the copyright
Nanananana
Nanananana
Why look at you when I could watch paint dry?
She’s fiction
Do you want me or a picture of me?
She’s fiction
Do you want affection or something to put on your shelf?
She’s fiction
They say it's a rose-colored tint
But no you're seeing full out in pink
Painted thick, you’ll run into things
That’s how you tripped, you didn't fall for me
Here he says you’re his number 1
But he’s looking at the wall instead
Face the fact, you came in last
The poster doesn’t interrupt him when he talks
In a book, on tv, (wrong channel)
He says that girl looks just like me
Nanananana
Nanananana
You look like the girl from my dream
Nanananana
Nanananana
I think I’ll go back to sleep
Feels like I’m looking out
Your hands reaching towards my paper skin
Cut through the barrier
The poster’s torn to shreds
Blank page
The girl is gone
Disguises off
End of Mulan
As you look over your shoulder
You’re still looking at the poster
Nanananana
Nanananana
She’s fiction