Lyrics: Lou Peixin
Music: Lou Peixin
Put my makeup on
I'm stepping out
The sun is shinin' down on me
They can't even tell
That I've been cryin'
Going through the motions
Even with a gaping hole inside my chest
I didn't even know
That you could live when your heart stops beating
Fake it till you make it
T-A-L-E-N-T
Put your hands up ladies
If your talent is in looking good
Even though you're breaking
That's talent
That's talent, baby
That's talent to me
Force a smile upon that pretty face
It's only muscle memory
Fill your mind with facts
To deal with the mansplaining
Fake it till you make it
'Cause don't have to take it
T-A-L-E-N-T
Put your hands up ladies
If your talent is in looking good
Even though you're breaking
That's talent
That's talent, baby
That's talent
That's talent to me
T-A-L-E-N-T
Put your hands up ladies
If your talent is in looking good
Even though you're breaking
That's T-A-L-E-N-T
Put your hands up ladies
If your talent is in looking good
Even though you're breaking
That's talent
That's talent, baby
That's talent
That's talent, baby
That's talent
That's talent
That's talent to me