The tear drops run down
And fall of 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 anger and pain.
You think that's she's happy,
But just look again.
And the scars from her past,
Hidden behind her smile,
Are a roadmap to places,
That nobody knows.
Her smile is now painted.
She's a master at disguise,
And you can see it.
Just look in her EYES...
