Star light, star bright
can you see me cry tonight...

I would fly into the distance
but he's broken my wings...

I remember playing in the garden
and picking petals off a rose...

A porcelain doll sits on the shelf
as a worthless decoration...

She's been through hell
but her eyes are dry...

Long white knives
beneath a sinister grin...

Dear dad
yesterday was my birthday...

Slowly lay my box inside the ground
Fill the hole so I can't make a sound...

She stares out the window
and awaits for his return...

I wish I could close my eyes
and make you disappear...

She's his little porcelain doll
a flawless and defensless child...

To take a heart
and squeeze it tight...