Pretty girl, writing love songs
But they're never for you
Love you less when you come home
Never know what to do
Maybe she's a girl who never found the words
To tell you what's been going on
Right behind the lies, those memories start to blind
So she'll never ask the sky for God
Maybe she's not worried
She's trapped inside her mind where everybody's always wrong
But you think when she breathes in
She's more perfect than Eden
More perfect than Eden
You would say "There ain't nothing
That she wouldn't do"
So you just hold her 'til it's over
Need the way she needs you
Well, maybe she's a girl who never found the words
To tell you what's been going on
And right behind those eyes, those memories start to blind
So she'll never ask the sky for God
And maybe she's not worried
She's trapped inside her mind where everything is always wrong
But you think when she breathes in
She's more perfect than Eden
More perfect than Eden