Such a pretty girl, such a lost cause

Such a pretty girl
with such a pretty face,
With so much to lose
And so little to gain

If only she had listened
to what the people said
If only she hadn't fallen for him
Maybe she wouldn't be dead

Some say it happened in her home
As she slept silently
Others argue, she wasn't alone
But the intruder entered quietly

Whatever the case was,
she was certainly caught off guard
not realizing the sudden touch
of the intruder's cold arm

Thinking it was her love
standing above her bed
she leaned in to kiss him
as the knife shook over her head

That night, he wasn't him
He wasn't in love, but hate
His face curled into a look of resentment
As his knife decided her fate

They said he would hurt her
from the very start
Who knew it would be so literal,
that he would break her heart

Such a pretty girl, but
she had always been out of place
She now just a lost cause,
with a not-so-pretty face