Along the path she treads she strays
Does that mean she's a slut?
No.
You can't pin a name to her, she defies stereo types.
Tease her, abuse her, destroy her
In the end, she'll rise above everything you did
Love her, take care of her, treat her with love
Only then will you see who she is.
I know that girl, I've seen her at her best
I've also seen her at her worst.
She's a beautiful mess
Afraid to open her heart to anyone
Loving only those she can trust
Never knowing who will keep her secrets
I love that girl, & I try to show her
Protecting her is all I want to do
Sometimes she doesn't listen to me
But I know she'll be okay
All I can do is just hope she knows,
How much I love her.
She is just a girl, & sometimes she loses her way
She's not a tramp, she's not a slut
That girl is a living soul, some one worth knowing
You can't stamp a label on her face
Nor can you take away her strength.
She is strong, she is beautiful
She has the world in the palm of her hand
But you, you've crushed her, smashed her.
Like a gorgeous horse, you have broken her.
I know one day she'll be fine
Fixing herself is what she's best at
She's not a slut, she's perfect, & I love her.
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