Daddy issues, pretty bruises, days I couldn’t sleep, I always lose it Perfect smile, plastic idol, secrets I don’t speak, I always bruise it Worship you like stained-glass truth in a broken chapel Soft skin, sweet sin, I let myself unravel I can still smell you beneath my chin, fading like sweet perfume Wear your words like a collar, choking every room Pantyhose over heartbreak, lace to hide the pain Smiling for the cameras while you take what you need Pre-Chorus Coca-Cola skies at night, dripping cherry red You kissed me like a rumor you never said I was yours in photographs, frozen in the frame Every time you called my name, it felt like shame Chorus Worship you like a cross in a teenage dream Every little secret stitched into the seam Hiding all my heartbreak underneath the gloss Loving you was holy, but I paid the cost Every frame a fantasy I couldn’t escape Lipstick on a memory I can’t erase I was always playing someone I couldn’t be Still pretending you were ever meant for me Verse 2 Cigarette halo standing in the neon rain You made love feel like religion wrapped in pain I built you out of mirrors, worshiped what I made Now I see the altar was just a stage Coca-Cola skies again, sticky in my mind You were like a movie I was never signed Every kiss a scripted line I couldn’t rewrite I was yours in daylight, gone by night Pre-Chorus Coca-Cola skies again, bleeding into gray You looked like forever but you never stayed Every promise tasted like a soft decay I was only real when I looked away Chorus Worship you like a cross in a teenage dream Every little secret stitched into the seam Hiding all my heartbreak underneath the gloss Loving you was holy, but I paid the cost Every frame a fantasy I couldn’t escape Lipstick on a memory I can’t erase I was always playing someone I couldn’t be Still pretending you were ever meant for me Bridge Thought you were heaven, God I was naive Every pretty promise was a trick sleeve Now the chapel’s empty, candles burn out slow And I’m just a girl you used to know I built you in my mind like a movie screen But nothing ever was what it seemed Final Chorus Worship you like a cross in a teenage dream But nothing ever looks the way it seems Hiding all my heartbreak underneath the gloss Loving you was holy, but I paid the cost Now I see the truth behind the pretty scene I was never yours—I was just in between Every frame fades out, but I finally see You were never ever meant for me.
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