A girl lost her father and found her bitter tears

She found out all the lies of the past years

She knows what she's got but takes it for granted

She wants to grow up fast but be nothing like her selfish parents

Shes seen to much at her adolescent age

Figures closing her eyes tight would make the memories go away

Sits in the dark to reconcile with her recent demons

They offer her a captive dream for her soul & freedom

She sells it with the idea that she ain't got noting left.


The spotlight over shines her true dark side

She fakes a smile while the pain pours through her eyes

Healing takes too long, what ever happened to overnight?

Now, Her addiction numbs what hurts most inside.


*"Dear perfect girl I'm sorry you couldn't be free

I'm sorry your ugly past covered ya true beau-ty

We gain an angel, who I see when I look up into the sky

I guess it's true...the young are the good ones to die."