oh you silly silly girl!
you must ache for heartache..
don't you know better after all you've seen and been through?
of course not, far to naive.
over and over again we put ourselves through so much pain in order to find bliss
ironic isn't it?
oh you silly girl images of beautiful roses float through your dizzy head
remember silly girl, roses have thorns, that cut and sting.
something so sweet and pure as a rose can hurt quite badly.
but it is so worth it to plunk a pretty, bright one from the grass, right silly girl?
even if we get a cut or two.
oh silly girl, you always find a way to heal, but never to learn.
oh silly silly girl.