Sad face looked out the window
Upon the shining night skies...

You do your damned worst and expect my best
You broke me down and tried to tear me apart...

I pass by the mirror
And ponder the sight...

Her corset laced, her thoughts unhinged,
Her dreams were whisked up in the wind...

Manicured fingers and French-tipped toes,
Board straight hair and an artificial nose...

Intoxication wearing off,
Assume that you're alone...

Probe your dreams,
Tainted with belief...

I used to try to be her little miss perfect
But i hated the thought of being prep...

Father i've sinned
you know that i've done it...

You see him and your world goes cold,
His eyes meet yours, you turn away...

If i gave you a ring
would you wear it all day...

Let the walls fall away
And the writings be erased...