Despicable young woman
You look at your cloudy and rainy sky
On your face, there's a cry
A cry that you don't even try to hide from anyone

A simple dress
People used to say that you looked like a princess
Little shoes
But a ton of blues

Here's the reality
Sure, underneath the sweet little girl existed
She's what you used to be
But pretty lies don't last, and life will always, one day make you feel depressed