Some women have secrets
Some ledgers were always read
But she'd walk into the room
Hold her head up high
Shed speak of conscience and gloom
Then put on a pretty fake smile
Her family was from Salem
Rue Mourge or was it Lenningrad
Well that all depends on who you were
Or where you were when you asked
Our stories were made up
But damned if they wasn't our past
Sometimes fiction
Is the only thing you know will last
Our true stories were made up
Drawn out and a little worn
But they were our stories
Until the day they were reborn
Don't get the wrong idea
Don't get her misconstrued
You're libel to bite off
More than you can chew
A body for passion
But believe me roses have thorns
But see for yourself
Just remember you've been warned
She had baby Yoda
On every damn thing she had
Loved the jedi
Didn't care for empire strikes back
An unpopular opinion
But she had more to go
Ask her favorite Val Kilmer movie
She's gonna say it was willow
Our true stories were made up
But damned if they wasn't our lies
Sometimes fiction
Can become your whole damn life
Our true stories were made up
But they was our past
Our true stories were made up
But they were made to last
Some women have secrets
Some ledgers were always red
Some die with the story
Some wish that they did
She spoke in silence
But her body language was so loud
She looked so frail sometimes
But acts so goddamm proud
She never wore red dresses
She never talked about her past
Our true stories were made up
But hell they was made to last