MISS FORTUNE
She was a girl
In an understanding world
She was juxtaposed to herself
To her self that no one knows
She began to see
That her beauty gave her everything
She took advantage
Tried to manage living without pride
She was flashy - fine and dashing
But she was dead inside
[chorus]
Sick of being tired
Tired of being overrated
Through with being blue
Miss Fortune has her deadly eyes on you
Her face was adored
Though she's mentally ignored
She tried to persuade
For the first time, she didn't get her way
She felt lucky
Being stuck behind the masquerade
She was flashy - fine and dashing
But living a charade
[chorus]
Sick of being tired
Tired of being overrated
Through with being blue
Miss Fortune has her deadly eyes on you
Inside she's so afraid
But she makes believe that it's okay
Abandoning her hope
'Cause today's the day
That she outlives her beauty
Her beauty's gone - now what's left behind?
Poor Miss Fortune
I'm sorry that they took away the pain
Of being you
She's dead inside - but she's still alive
She pushes and pushes
But now she's all alone
Words & Music by Craig Haller
℗ 2007 Settlement Orange Music
© 2007 My Buddy Craig Music [BMI]
