I met a girl with a heart of stone.
She did all without a care in the world.
She loved without loving at all,
And laughed without an ounce of joy.
Her smile was as brittle
As I knew her soul to be,
And her glare as harsh
As her view of the world could be.
I met a girl with a heart of stone,
But it wasn’t until she was long gone that I realized
The world had made her so.
It had stolen the warmth of her heart
And the happiness from her eyes,
Along with the truth of her smile.
And all of it was the fault
Of this cruel world.