Little Girl

Little girl, playing with your heart.
Little girl.

Running in circles and laughing with joy
Two black moons in her eyes
and her arms full of scars.

Little girl, knows too much
about sadness and hopes,
about broken hearted boys
and she says nothing at all.

And in the end of the night when everybody's gone,
she's too scared to cry,
and too coward to go.

Quiet girl, in the end
you'll end up alone,
and memories will disappear
through the last word.