Everly - Mirror

My mama told me I could be a movie star
Go real far
Private jet I’d be set
Ain’t gotta worry ’bout nothing but to cash that gold
If I pay attention
I could be next you’d be wrecked
On my fabulousness
Ain’t gotta try when you’re living that fly

Take another look in the mirror now
Can’t you see it’s just a little bit gray
If you want
Wanna be free
I can show you if you hold on to me
If you want to live in your pain
You can hide me but you’ll go insane
Trying to be like

All the ladies on the west side
All the ladies on the east side
Give it up easy for the starlight
All the ladies on the west side
(Riding in their black limousines)
All the ladies on the east side
(Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine)
Give it up easy for the starlight
You know you’re better than that
You know you you know you
You know you’re better than that

But seriously if you don’t realy care
Why you stare
Be like me I’m not lonely
Ain’t gotta worry about anything but to cash that gold
I found escrow in Bel Air
Got my fairweather friends
We pretend life’s the best
Ain’t gotta try when you’re living that fly

Take another look in the mirror now
Can’t you see it’s just a little bit grey
If you want
Wanna be free
I can show you if you hold on to me
If you want to live in your pain
You can hide me but you’ll go insane
Trying to be like

All the ladies on the west side
All the ladies on the east side
Give it up easy for the starlight
All the ladies on the west side
(Riding in their black limousines)
All the ladies on the east side
(Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine)
Give it up easy for the starlight
You know you’re better than that
You know you you know you
You know you’re better than that

Turn it up
Turn it all around
You can turn the tide
Like Vanna turns a vowel
I see your flashy styles
I want that big bright smile
Everywhere I go
On the magazines and TV
Everybody’s saying ‘Hey look wanna be me?’
Look at that hair
Look at those hot shoes
If you want a man I gotta do it like they do
But something feels so wrong
Like I’m just trying to sing their song

Sure you got a lot to say
Yeah I’m listening
But until you really see me
You’re just talking like
The ladies on the west side
All the ladies on the east side
All the ladies on the west side
All the ladies on the east side
Give it up easy for the starlight
All the ladies on the west side
(Riding in their black limousines)
All the ladies on the east side
(Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine)
Give it up easy for the starlight
You know you’re better than that