She's the kind of girl you'll miss
Even when you're with her
You ain't in her
Heart is thin and cracked like glass
Ask her how it broke
She'll laugh at your joke
But if you leave her
Don't believe her
She lies
When she loves you
She's not of you
She hides
Remember her paint drying on cathedral walls
You can always call on sadness now
Her eyes frozen like the lake and drowned
Watch as she goes down into herself again
See-thru paint in swirls
She twirls
My stained glass girl