"giving up is easy", the pretty girl thought to herself
sitting there like a doll, meant to decorate some shelf
her mind was set, she would stay there forever
it suited her perfectly, since change is for the clever

eyes made of glass, their shine reflecting the light
her twisted insides dark, covered by skin oh so bright
if she had gone, her beauty they would've missed
but no one would know, with what passion she kissed

for love is spared, for those who have the guts
as well as the brains, to overcome all the buts
the oh so pretty girl, blinked with her shiny eyes
to hide the tears, that came with the beautiful lies