She's so pretty when she's cries
Her eyes are like the Irish isles
Pull the skin off from her face
Now she's free to hide away
Her lips a laced with the scars
From the boys of the past
They all promised her one thing
Left her stranded in a kitchen sink
No one knows what's behind her eyes
What they want is between her thighs
They all promised love and joy
They all used her as a common toy
As a child she would "PLAY"
With her farther everyday
He gave her "GIFTS" which will last her life
As a teen she's dying inside
She needs a body
A hand to hold
To let her know
That she'll grow old
That these pills won't take her life
That she'll survive another night
Another night (x7)
She's so pretty when she cries
She's so pretty when she cries
She's so pretty
When she
She's so pretty when she cries
She's so pretty when she cries
She's so pretty
When she
When she
When she
Cries