I wrote this when I was really tired so this is a mess but I decided to upload it anyway. This is also the first story I ever wrote for this fandom so I am very excited to see if you guys like it. I am also pretty sure that there are a lot of mistakes in this one, so if you see one, please tell me. Thank you.

Pauline

Hey girl, open the walls

Play with your dolls

We'll be a perfect family

When you walk away

Is when we really play

She is about eleven when she notices the cracks that are splitting her family. And she never said anything because sometimes the things aren't real until you say them out loud

You don't hear me when I say

Mom, please wake up

Dad's with a slut

And your son is smoking cannabis

No one ever listens

This wallpaper glistens

Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen

And so she never told her mum what her dad did while she was just sleeping through the day. And maybe Max and Phoebe could have helped her, but oh they were too busy with the other things they did in the kitchen (and she didn't want to see that. She really didn't) And slowly the cracks are widening to cleavages.

Places, places

Get in your places

Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces

And whenever they didn't look, she ripped apart her dresses and tried to fix the cleavages. But oh, they only got bigger.

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

Picture, picture, smile for the picture

Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

No one would have thought that they weren't perfect. Because her older sister did charity, her older brother got all the girls and the other one was just nice. But what they didn't know was that they all had their demons. Even she did. Because as he grows older, he gets more handsome and she has to swallow whenever she looks at him. And oh she was just about to widen the cleavages.

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

But she didn't. Because she saw what had happened to her older siblings. And it wasn't pretty

Hey girl, look at my mom

She's got it going on, ha

You're blinded by her jewelry

And her mum didn't seem so perfect anymore. They all didn't.

When you turn your back

She pulls out a flask

And forgets his infidelity

Uh oh she's coming to the attic, plastic

Go back to being plastic

No one ever listens

This wallpaper glistens

One day they'll see what goes down in the kitchen

Because if you looked away, she would not wait a second and stab you in the back. Well, maybe they shouldn't try to fix their cleavages.

Places, places

Get in your places

Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces

And oh how she wishes she could just rush over to him. But she stays in her place and puts on a smile.

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

Picture, picture, smile for the picture

Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

And after all, she didn't want the cleavages to break in. So she poses with her brother and ignores the sudden feeling of wanting to kiss him. Because then they wouldn't be the perfect family anymore, would they?

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

And Max and Phoebe still are whatever they were and nothing has changed. But eventually the cleavages are canyons now.

Hey girl

Hey girl, open your walls

Play with your dolls

We'll be a perfect family

And so she tries even harder to fix them. And when that doesn't work, she tries to build bridges. But she stumbles and almost falls. Too close.

Places, places

Get in your places

Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces

And she tried oh so hard. She really did. She tried to play the role of perfect.

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

Picture, picture, smile for the picture

Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?

Everyone thinks that we're perfect

Please don't let them look through the curtains

But then she can't stand it anymore and she snaps. They are no longer the perfect ones.

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E

I see things that nobody else sees

And they all fell into their once so small cracks.