See the girl
With the smile on her face?
Nobody knows
What’s going through her head
About the blade.
Nobody knows
What she’s been through.
Nobody knows
What she’s seen
Nobody knows
That she’s been truly hurt.
See the girl
That complains all the time?
The same girl who’s crying
And keeps saying allowed that she’s ugly?
In reality, she’s rich
And living a good life.
She’s just confused about it.
Sometimes she just wants a little attention;
Comfort.
Even if it means lying to get it.