An innocent little girl
With her hair tied up in bows,
So eager to grow up
And make her fairytale grow.
So full of life
So full of love
As sweet as an Angel
Sent from above.
Hasn't ever experienced heartbreak
She was taught to love one another,
But when her fairytale ends
Her heart will be left in the gutter.
So full of hate
No longer alive
Why can't she go back
To when she was five?
Why do we always want something more
Why do we want to grow up so fast,
When we won't want the present
And wish the future would be like our past.
Now we hate ourselves
And think we're not enough,
So please, remind me
Why we ever wanted to grow up?
