Mirror mirror
I'm back again
Some boy called me pretty,
Said I was perfect
What ever that means.
Momma said he was tryna get in my pants
Silly boys, always what to read your secret book.
She said mine was a garden
with pretty little blonde flowers
And each page was written in golden ink
so pretty that anyone who'd read it would want a page
"Lock it up and throw the key in the ocean" she says,
"Whoever finds the key gets to read the book
But only if he can appreciate its worth"
I've thrown the key
And everyday I'll be waiting by the beach
