Don’t you dare forget me
Not again this time...

I’ve heard of all your struggles
All the girls in love with you told me...

Her touch is gentle her eyes are kind
yes she is that girl...

I miss you like the desert misses the rain
like I never had you anyway...

They walk past your bedroom
In deep silhouette...

In a corset and high heels
she glances at the stares...

With broken wings she falters among mistakes that...
the lipstick leaves cold smudges and the mascara...

Scrunch your hair into your arms
Hips swinging in a temptatious sin...

Pretty bows and plastic wings
these are some of my favorite things...

Her beauty is known
By anyone but her...

“God send me an angel”
Was the last words my mother said...

Hands down, hiding in pockets
They're shaking from the news...