Heard about this girl before Beautiful, with bruises on her ego What happened to her I'm not sure Beginning to lose faith in true love Yet, she's a constant lover Getting colder now Pieces mended from when she'd given the best parts of herself Taking chances on not being taken for granted Unaware that she'd be better off without you tearing her will down It's the way she falls in love Offering so much more than anyone could ever give To have known it's touch, no matter how fleeting Than turn away it's strong yet subtle ways Heard about this girl before Felt that insecure These were the quiet things that only a select few knew Laid awake in the night, just staring at ceiling above Unable to focus on anything but, what's left with the best parts of lonely What did she do to deserve? The very thing she craved She so willingly gave her all Now, she's locked away Trusting no one to keep it secret, and safe Beautiful with bruises on her ego What happened to her I'm not sure Beginning to lose faith in true love Still, she's a constant lover Fighting to remember that nothing is lost in the end Refusing to be afraid of it now |