Soo far gone

Look a little harder.
Look through her instead of at her,
The sick way that you do.

You cant see the lies beneath the pretty little mask she wears.
She's a deceiver,
And you're a believer
In every trick she plays on you.

There's no such thing as perfect sweetie,
And she's far from that, I can see.

You fall for her every time,
You run to her at the drop of a dime.

You've fallen under her spell,
Your face, so white-washed, anyone can tell.