Can't Buy Me Love

Her mother puts a knowing hand on her back
Wishing there was something she could do
It's obvious her daughter is torn to pieces
Over a boy that will never have a clue

It's hard to convince someone who's in love
That this world is wider than they believe
And when you've been as low as this before
You know it's best to give in to the grief

"Baby, is there anything I can do for you?"
She whispers through the whimpering tears.
She pats her back with a reassuring touch
And runs her fingers through her tangled hair.

"Say something.." she pleads to know it's okay.
"I'd do whatever to make it better again."
Her daughter looks at her with misty eyes and says,
"You can't buy me love, 'cause you can't buy me him."

A part of her mother crumbled down inside
And a familiar burn started up from the ash.
It's funny how first love can hurt a lifetime.
And her own mother remembered one from the past.

So she went to her room and pulled out the yearbook
Turned to a page with the corner pulled down.
There lied the face of love she couldn't buy
And the stains of tears that'd fallen around.