Golden Cage v1.56 (Edit)

[Verse 1] Designer clothes hang perfect in my closet Never worn, just waiting for the camera flash I smile on cue, answer questions rehearsed While counting minutes till this meeting's passed My phone lights up with messages from strangers Who think they know the person that I play [Pre-Chorus] But when the spotlight dims and I'm alone The silence cuts deeper than applause [Chorus] I built these walls so high and polished bright That no one sees the cracks beneath the gold I'm the curator of my own display Where everything looks perfect from outside But perfect's just another word for cold [Verse 2] My calendar's booked three months in advance With lunches where I laugh but never eat They compliment my grace, my poise, my charm I nod and smile from my front-row seat The mirror shows exactly what they want to see A masterpiece that's never quite complete [Pre-Chorus] But when the spotlight dims and I'm alone The silence cuts deeper than applause [Chorus] I built these walls so high and polished bright That no one sees the cracks beneath the gold I'm the curator of my own display Where everything looks perfect from outside But perfect's just another word for cold [Bridge] I could unlock the door and walk away But who would I become without these chains? This prison that I crafted with my hands Is the only home I know [Chorus] I built these walls so high and polished bright That no one sees the cracks beneath the gold I'm the curator of my own display Where everything looks perfect from outside But perfect's just another word for cold [Outro] The key's been in my pocket all along But I've forgotten what the outside looks like