A lonely child divorced from teenage sex and novelties
She didn't have the smile to make the prom queen
With stomach pain she followed on with her wretch routine
And all the time we watched her melt away
Time slips
Harsh words
Thighs
Breasts
I wouldn't treat a girl like that
With that magic size and swollen eyes everything comes true
Take the manic ride a magazine disguise may your dreams come true
With your circus mirror and bottled tears your body is a tomb
It's a modern world and you're a modern girl may your rest come soon
Now a troubled wife a battered woman forced insecurities
She didn't have the smile to mask the hurt inside
Throughout her life she was told who she was supposed to be
And all the time we watched her melt away
