Eyesore

A hole in the skin
What a way to find your grin
Would a hole in the family leave you cold?
I can’t see eye to eye
with a sad disguise you hide
I can’t see eye to eye with such a sore
As she opens up her eyes
As she opens up her eyes
Can’t believe she’s still alive
Seems impossible to me
Stories are told to her
As she grows older, as she grows older
Stories are told to her and you
Your head must be so ill at ease
Your head must be so ill at ease
Can’t believe she’s still alive
Seems impossible to me