We are told looks are important. It is implanted in our mind from day one. No one can tell the pain you're in if you look nice. They can't kiss the mental scars withheld in your mind. Dress to impressed it will help everyone stay blinded to that fact you are depressed.
The pretty devil, Dressed well, Full pouting lips, Cheap perfume smell, Gets you every time, All you need Is to play divine, Living in your own world, Boys worship every step, Although your striped stockings Seem as if they'll curl.
I gave you the key to my heart Even though the door was already Open for you. I was naked and vulnerable Before your eyes And I was fully dressed. I was yours And you weren't mine.
