She paints on that beautiful smile that you see
because she doesnt know any other way to be
Hiding and disappearing
has become her greatest game
Laughing and crying
are all one in the same
Sometimes it feels like she is running
but she is really standing still
no choice but to go with it
it was all against her will
She has totally lost herself
somewhere along the way
and uses her best defense mechanisms
when there is nothing left to say
Good times have come and gone
so many wasted years
so many empty promises
and so many Im sorry Dears