She lives in a brick house, But her mind's encased in one-way glass She can see through others, But she rarely says what she's thinking
She drinks to feel free But finishing the bottle doesn't make the boys love her It just breaks the rules, Something that is all too ordinary, all too easy for her
You want to believe that she's dependable, she's responsible, But her only certainty is her constant lies
As smart as she is, She finds herself in the middle-- Caught in someone else's game-- all too often
She's never without a joke or prank, Wears them like sunglasses So that no one can see the emotions behind her eyes
She's begging for security She's a liar, a manipulator, A girl starved for something real