The tear drops run down
And fall off her nose,
She cries in dark corners,
where nobody goes,
You can follow the tracks,
from her eyes to her chin,
Years upon years
of letting them win,
And her eyes tell a story,
of angry and pain,
You think she's happy
but just look again
And the scars of her past
Hidden under her clothes
Are a roadmap to places
That nobody knows
Her smile is now painted
She's a master of disguise
And you can see it all
Just look into her eyes