Just a pretty face

I'm just a little girl
living in a disorted world
while strangers take me from the cold
and do things that shouldn't be told
woman loves cosmetics
but men like them more
just for the ocasional free drink
i think we've all heard this before.

I'm just a pretty face
that lives by your mistakes
then when i have all the fame
you will then proudly say my name
i'm just an object
you look upon every curve
it's a shame about the eyes
i'm something you observe.

I'm just someone with dark hair
that you would call fair
but i'm so nice
that you couldn't be bothered to take my advice
when i'm gone
you won't remember me
something else will catch your eye
and you'd see what you'd want to see.

I'm just something after all
i still cry when i fall
but why i walk so tall
is because of those voices in the hall
it's so good to be a pretty face
when no one really cares for you
as they think too much of fame
everyone only cares about the way you look.