She's strutting down the street
With a diamond necklace, the size of a dime
And it looks real nice when it shines
It lights up the world around her
But it's only in her mind
He's speeding up the road in his red 
FerrariGoes so fast, always in a hurry
What's the point if ya get dead in the scurry
You'll be leaving it all behind
What a shame it is(Doesn't' have to be that way)
So lame it is(Gonna have to pay to play)
A game like this(That's the way it is)
Unless you know
What's real?
Is the beauty inside your soul
What's real?
Is that everyone's gonna get old
What's real?
Is the time that you take to check in
Not the sale of material things, they fade
And all you're left with is how ya feel
And that's what's real
All you're left with is how ya feel
She gotta go gotta fly, doesn't stop to kiss her kid
Be good is all she said
As she's grabbing her keys and escaping her life
She said she'd be home soon but she lied
And her kid tells her friends at school
That her mom is really cool
Smiles for the camera
Gets her face in all the magazines
It's a superficial beauty scene
And they keep in touch(But she's such a lonely girl)
But it don't mean much(Livin' in a lonely world)
And I heard her say(Tryin' to be brave)
She can't help wondering
What's real?
Is the beauty inside your soul
What's real?
Is that everyone's gonna get old
What's real?
Is the time that you take to check in
Not the sale of material things, they fade
And all you're left with is how ya feel
And that's what's real
All you're left with is how ya feel
Love each other while you still got time
Tell your mother she's been on your mind
Kiss your brother just 'cuz he looks fine
Wear the red dress, love at first sight
Put the top down, feel the sunshine
What's real?
Is the beauty inside your soul
What's real?
Is that everyone's gonna get old
What's real?
Is the time that you take to check in
Not the sale of material things, they fade
And all you're left with is how ya feel
What's real?
Is the beauty inside your soul
What's real?
Is that everyone's gonna get old
What's real?
Is the time that you take to check in
Not the sale of material things, they fade
And all you're left with is how ya feel
And that's what's real
All you're left with is how ya feel
And that's what's real
All you're left with is how ya feel
And that's what's real