Looking in the mirror
at the only thing I see...

It's a complicated fixture
it's a passive of laughs and tears...

If you were my prince charming
would you make my dreams come true...

Beaten, battered, tore
thinking to turn and run...

Can't close my eyes
afraid that I might miss...

Have you ever knew
what it was like to care...

How could this happen
how could it be...

I swear he sent you down
to make sure I don't cry...

Walking to the bathroom
were my pain will go away...

She was getting all dressed up
for she had the whole night planned...

A secret we keep left untold,
A child to seek but not to hold...

Theres something holding on
that wont let me go...