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Description
She dresses up dolls to forget her life, creating a new one to live in.

They're beautiful, rid of flaws, they're perfect, they do not sin.

She fears the world and stays inside,

Away from the windows, away from the light;

The heart she once had, open and free,

Is now locked up tight, she let's no one see

The feeling of panic that runs so deep

Of remorse and regret

She tries to forget

As she washes her hands in pools of guilt

And stares at the roses that have long since begun to wilt.

And when the sun sets over the hill,

She walks to the window against her own will

To see if maybe someone would call

And yet all she see's is the next star fall.

No one is coming, and nobody will

So numb- she doesn't feel

Afraid to love for the fear of loss

Her pain has made her miserable and cross

And she doesn't believe in a fighting chance

Her heart, she feels it has been lanced

And the last drop of love that ever existed has gone.

She believes in no one.

As each star falls from the sky,

And as mourning draws ever nigh,

All that can be heard is a soft sad sigh

As her heart beats it's last good-bye.

Description
She dresses up dolls to forget her life, creating a new one to live in.

They're beautiful, rid of flaws, they're perfect, they do not sin.

She fears the world and stays inside,

Away from the windows, away from the light;

The heart she once had, open and free,

Is now locked up tight, she let's no one see

The feeling of panic that runs so deep

Of remorse and regret

She tries to forget

As she washes her hands in pools of guilt

And stares at the roses that have long since begun to wilt.

And when the sun sets over the hill,

She walks to the window against her own will

To see if maybe someone would call

And yet all she see's is the next star fall.

No one is coming, and nobody will

So numb- she doesn't feel

Afraid to love for the fear of loss

Her pain has made her miserable and cross

And she doesn't believe in a fighting chance

Her heart, she feels it has been lanced

And the last drop of love that ever existed has gone.

She believes in no one.

As each star falls from the sky,

And as mourning draws ever nigh,

All that can be heard is a soft sad sigh

As her heart beats it's last good-bye.