Gold Plated

She says there is a film around you I can’t see though
Seems though your troubles got the best of you again
I wanna hear her, honey, and turn the other cheek too
But the way she says it I can’t help but understand
Everything I’ve built up of myself to show to people
Turns out it’s hollow, gold-plated in the end
While there ain’t no shame in puttin' on a good face, baby
You’re running ragged so the whole thing don’t fall in
I wish I could go back when I was just a baby
Young and pure with no impressions of the world
Every morning as it all unfolds before me
I’d see the whole thing through the eyes of a girl