I should take off my make-up

I can't lie, I'm quite self-conscious

Should we pretend or fake emotions?

Can you tell, if I'm content

Is there a thing that I said that made you close the door on me

Scattered flaws on the road

Don't have to make you go

Cause when you light up in the dark

It gives me such a rush

Are we made of the same pixie dust

Cause when you light up in the dark

It gives me such a rush

Are we made of the same pixie dust

That first fight causes the next one

By tomorrow we'll forget

Remains hide somewhere in our brain

To run in circles again

Is there a thing that I said that made you close the door on me?

Scattered flaws on the road

Don't have to make you go

Cause when you light up in the dark

It gives me such a rush

Are we made of the same pixie dust

Cause when you light up in the dark

It gives me such a rush

Are we made of the same pixie dust

Pixie dust

Are we made of the same pixie dust?