(Verse 1) You walk around like everything’s fine, Another picture-perfect smile in a perfect line. But I see the cracks underneath, That mirror’s showing lies you don’t believe. Everyone’s chasing what’s shiny and bright, But it fades out fast, like a flickering light. We’re all looking for something real, But the truth’s too heavy, too hard to feel. (Pre-Chorus) They say, “Fake it till you make it,” But what do you make when it all feels wasted? I’d rather wear my flaws like scars, Than live in a world of plastic hearts. (Chorus) I don’t want your filtered love, Don’t care for your polished touch. If you can’t show me the mess you hide, Then what’s the point of all your pride? I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with a plastic heart. Yeah, I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with your plastic heart. (Verse 2) You chase the likes like they mean something real, But it’s all empty, there’s nothing to feel. We’re drowning in screens, but still so alone, Everyone connected, but nobody’s home. I’m tired of the same old sound, Glossed-up, shiny, nothing profound. Give me a song with cracks and dirt, Something that’s honest, something that hurts. (Pre-Chorus) They say, “Fake it till you make it,” But what do you make when it all feels wasted? I’d rather wear my flaws like scars, Than live in a world of plastic hearts. (Chorus) I don’t want your filtered love, Don’t care for your polished touch. If you can’t show me the mess you hide, Then what’s the point of all your pride? I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with a plastic heart. Yeah, I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with your plastic heart. (Bridge) Let’s tear it down, all the pretty lies, Give me the truth, no more disguise. I’m not afraid of what’s real and raw, Show me the cracks in your perfect flaw. (Chorus) I don’t want your filtered love, Don’t care for your polished touch. If you can’t show me the mess you hide, Then what’s the point of all your pride? I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with a plastic heart. Yeah, I’d rather stay broken, fall apart, Than play pretend with your plastic heart. (Outro) No more plastic hearts, no more plastic hearts, I’d rather be broken than play that part.
