Beauty queen of only eighteen, she had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her. She always belonged to someone else.
I've had you so many times but somehow, I want more. I don't mind spending everyday, out on your corner in the pouring rain. Look for the girl with the broken smile,ask her if she wants to stay a while, and she will be loved. Tap on my window knock on my door I want to make you feel beautiful.
I know I tend to get insecure. It doesn't matter anymore, my heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want. I know where you hide alone in your car. Know all of the things that make you who you are. I know that goodbye means nothing at all, comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls.