I lay here dying,
I'm so sick of trying
to be the perfect daughter.
That's just not me.
I know I misbehave,
and I'm sometimes a pain,
but did you know,
this child has a heart?
I lay here dying,
I'm so sick of trying
to be the perfect daughter.
That's just not me.
I know I misbehave,
and I'm sometimes a pain,
but did you know,
this child has a heart?