On the outside she's beautiful,
but they all say it't the inside that matters.
Well the inside of her it's all the ugly pain she hides from the world.
No wonder no one loves her.

She forces herself to get up each morning
and have a smile on her face,
but as soon as the lights go out
she sits and cries herself dry.

She always hears about how much of a worthless mistake she is, and the only thing standing between her and the gun is her friends.

There's a lot of things I'm good at,
but one thing I can never master is not screwing up other peoples lives.

I'm one big mistake,
and I hate myself for it.
I tried everything I could,
but nothing seemed to stick.