Buck 65 - Cries A Girl lyrics

i was raised on a dirt road ghost town, stray dogs whole nine, the gold mine closed down i knew the woods like the back of my hand and i would shoot the breeze with the roots and trees i'd go by the river and watch the way the devil dances but never took his hand even though i did have several chances everybody slept when the morning dew turned to frost darkness moved in and somebody burned a cross a girl named stella cuwin was prettier than you'd imagine the town should've given her the crown for the beauty pageant but instead some local pinhead started spreading rumors about the cuwins being inbreds and what's worse, people believed it cause the family was dirt poor and down on their luck so that made it hurt more picking up garbage and mowing the gra** at this point stella stopped going to cla** you know how they ridicule a kid in school and this sh**'s enough to make anybody feel like a misfit she made herself invisible and hid inside a house of mirrors whenever the fear stops so did the tear drops but fear is forever and lies become legend and eventually growing slowly, exponentially she should've been a cover girl treated like a princess but she's an enigma haunted by the stigma of incest she tried to hide the scars her name reminds me of the stars i saw diamonds divide in the corners of her eyes she tried to hide the scars her name reminds me of the stars i saw diamonds divide in the corners of her eyes one horse town known for the most softness little old schoolhouse burned down post office blueberries and bulrushes a tree with a tire swing volunteer fireman's fair the whole entire thing stella was heartbroken decided to start smoking bad taste in her mouth she grew into a sad face her few friends were worried but her parents were always pround of her but she never escaped from under the cloud cover a woman reduced she was eaten by a monster and after all these years the past, it still haunts her it whispers her name when she's trying instead to just listen to music while she's lying in bed now the story of stella is one that every child knows but the witch in the woods is more like a wild rose she tried to hide the scars her name reminds me of the stars i saw diamonds divide in the corners of her eyes she tried to hide the scars her name reminds me of the stars i saw diamonds divide in the corners of her eyes