Oh, Isabella
Wild, giggling Isabella with hair like pure golden thread
Every girl wants to be you, every boy yearns for your glance
I’d sell my soul to be you for only one mere day
To regain the one thing that I desire
Who desires you instead
But who wouldn’t, with looks like that
And that fierce sense of humor
Anything you could want is yours
But are you truly happy?
Each quip, each joke, each one-liner
Only earns you more followers to your cult of dreams
But do they really care, Isabella?
Do the boys who follow, whispering the sweetest of nothings
See beyond your body and into the girl within
Oh no, Isabella
Are the rumours true?
The one person you truly loved
Never truly loved you
You and me, we’re much the same
With our unfulfilled dreams of love
So there we sit alone together
Oh, poor Isabella
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 4:04 AM UTC
Oh, Isabella
Wild, giggling Isabella with hair like pure golden thread
Every girl wants to be you, every boy yearns for your glance
I’d sell my soul to be you for only one mere day
To regain the one thing that I desire
Who desires you instead
But who wouldn’t, with looks like that
And that fierce sense of humor
Anything you could want is yours
But are you truly happy?
Each quip, each joke, each one-liner
Only earns you more followers to your cult of dreams
But do they really care, Isabella?
Do the boys who follow, whispering the sweetest of nothings
See beyond your body and into the girl within
Oh no, Isabella
Are the rumours true?
The one person you truly loved
Never truly loved you
You and me, we’re much the same
With our unfulfilled dreams of love
So there we sit alone together
Oh, poor Isabella