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Skin deep burned in the past.
Iron lady in the back of the club,
the girl doesn’t want to show
all the darkness that overpowers.
She’s been called the icy blonde
by dozens of people behind her back.
She was young and in love
that made her a fool without gold.
“Don’t worry, baby,” she says
as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Things will be different the next time
you find yourself singing an old song.
She wants to be happier with him
than be alone in the world.
Good girl never spoken against
the people who belittled her.
Her heart wants her to stay
but her mind was made up.
She saw the gray skies
aligning with the pastel pink sunset.
Lusting in his beauty
but she doesn’t want to be the girl
who saw him with another.
Darling girl, don’t leave just yet.
There will be plenty of fish
to catch in the ocean.
Love the way you reclaim
your name and give the people
what they don’t want.
Your heart is stronger
than anything you’ve been through.
The world will be lonely
without you and I hope you see it.
She’s the icy blonde in tales
people tell each other.
Real girls gets stranded
in an island alone
even if we knew the last thing
she wanted to have.
It was him. It’s been him all along.