Brittle Women

Love me not for my beauty,
One day it will surely fade
Ashes! Ashes!

I love it then I hate it,
Dark glamour.
I spend my wasted days
Poring over photos
And wearing pretty clothes
At the end of the line.

And if there's a baby
Falling, fading

Oh no! Oh no!
And I've got a dying heart
One day it should give in
Don't fear my decaying hands
In my eyes,
You will see, yourself!
Oh!

Oh my darling, let's face the truth
That there's no going back
My naked soul had to swim through darkness
To get my beauty right.

And now we're getting to the end of the story
And things aren't what they seem
And I am the mirror of truth
Look at me and see your image shatter
Oh! Oh no! Oh no!

And I've got a dying heart
One day should cave in
Don't fear my decaying hands
And in my eyes,
You will see, yourself!
Oh no! Oh!