Pretty Hair, Dirty Clothes

Her dark eyes are a movie scene Her dark mind, it was made for me Her only dream was to fall asleep I knew that she dreamt beautifully Biting on her tongue She didn't say a word Hiding from the sun It frequently occurred Fighting isn't fun She knows a thing or two about Living in a house without internet or anything She can't say she's proud of what she has become But she knows to her lips I succumb She can't say she means what she thinks And she thinks she's a doll Which is obviously false I can't say I've ever said no To the girl with the bow And the makeup running I can't say I've ever not chose Pretty hair, dirty clothes It's the way I gotta go I've got a stain that reminds me of your face I'm not to blame for your untied shoelace I can't say she's taking it slow She's the girl with the bow And the makeup running Her hands, though they were always cold Were always perfect for mine to hold She loved to rock, yeah she loved to roll And all her jeans seemed to have a hole or two Sneaking out at midnight Flying through the back roads Yeah, you told me to go I can see the river shining Crescent shaped moon and nothing to lose She can't say she's proud of what she has become But she knows to her lips I succumb She can't say she means what she thinks And she thinks she's a doll Which is obviously false What is this game you're trying to play? I don't know if I'm strong enough To go on any longer I know I'm a bother I can't say I've ever said no To the girl with the bow And the makeup running I can't say I've ever not chose Pretty hair, dirty clothes It's the way I gotta go I've got a stain that reminds me of your face I'm not to blame for your untied shoelace I can't say she's taking it slow She's the girl with the bow And the makeup running