~Pretty Girls~


Tell me...why do the prettiest girls have to die. They lay in that coffin with close eyes. Now let me tell you a story...

At age two she saw her father walk out that door

Her mommy cried in bed, as she saw her daddy fled

Not knowing her daddy was a criminal

Thinking on her bed and the thoughts of her dad

The girl now is five and she's all alone

Doesn't know if there's a place to call home

Now she is mono

Her daddy didn't cook, except yelling cause of the books

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die?

At age eleven she was scared to go home

Knowing her daddy will take her whole

Yelling, screaming, fist at the walls

Oh how she wish it was the wall

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have die?

She sits on her floor, all alone not knowing what to do

She feels so blue, oh god but it was all red

Burning from the wrist, though it was from her heart

Oh her body was a canvas and she was art

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die? (2x)

Her friend was an angel

Her last hope

She grab that pretty girl's hand and said to her 'You still have a chance'

Now knowing that she has a willing to live

She sits on her bed and thinks she has something to give

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die?

Now sixteen and in school

She goes into the boy's locker room

Not knowing the feeling of love she has something to bloom

She gives up the one thing you'll never get back

As she sits in the back, thinking why she let all these men touch her

She's just a blur not any other

Her daddy never loved her, so she wants to feel what it's like to feel love by a man

Not knowing they just want her, for her looks

No she doesn't care, she will give them the hook

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die?

Now seventeen and nine months have past

She has a baby boy in her hands

She asked herself, who's the father

Knowing she slept with any other

As she sits there looking at her son

She realizes she has someone to love

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die?

Thinking she can't be a good mother

But this baby is like any other

He gives her all the strength that she needs

To fight away her demons in need

She looks at her son and thinks 'This is what love feels like.'

Oh my, they looks so much alike

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die? (2x)

She understands now, the purpose of love

She didn't need anyone else but her son

As she lays there in her bedroom thinking to herself

I can't leave too soon

She looks at her son and grabs his hand

She smiles for once not feeling damage

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls die? (3x)

She now has another reason to live

She has a son to give

The true meaning of love is~

That someone above gives you a angle to hold dearly and never let go

Because now, you are not alone

How come all the pretty girls have to die

They lay in their coffins with close eyes

Oh Mama tell me why, why do all the pretty girls have to die? (4x)

I love you~

(A/N) I am crying right now, this song I wrote all by myself. The meaning behind the song is based on my life in a way. My father is not a good man, and I was all alone most of my life. Wanting to die, my sister/friend saved me. But I personally don't want to share anything else with anyone about this topic. I'm planning on signing this when my throat feeling better but yeah I suck at singing so beware haha...

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