There's a girl with a broken smile,
Who doesn't laugh when things are funny
Who doesn't cry when things are sad
She never understood the world
No one thinks she can
Everything is hidden,
Her body so secure
Long sleeve shirts and pants
Nothing's seen of her
She's pretty, but she hides
Her face like a porcelain doll
But away in her room is the only thing she'd ever do
Everyone talks, it's all the same
"That girl with the broken smile is never happy."
I met a girl with a broken smile
Who doesn't like when people think,
Think about her
What's about her?
Nothing,
All she is, is a girl who doesn't smile
No one thinks she's important,
And neither does herself
She never talked to anyone
Until the day of August 12th.
That day she got up and decided to go play
She played with the little girls and boys,
And didn't go in her room all day
But even though she was having fun,
She didn't smile,
Nope...
Not once
But soon night grew as the sun faded away
And she lay in her bed
Dreaming of happy thoughts in head,
But soon realizing that people were still talking
And they all said
"That girl with the broken smile is never happy."
I know a girl with a broken smile
Who did everything the same
In the same routine
Until this day of August 13th
As she went outside
And stood on the street
While everyone watched
As she looked at her feet
While she pulled out a gun
And raised it up high
And screamed out the things that she kept inside
Say...
"So I am going to smile while I shoot myself, so no one can ever say... That girl with the broken smile is never happy... And I wasn't, till this day."
There's a girl with a broken smile,
I met a girl with a broken smile,
I know a girl with a broken smile,
I knew a girl with a broken smile.