Precious to God

She puts on her smile, just like the lipstick that she wears
She gives herself amnesia to anaesthetise the shame
She knows it isn't real, but she can't afford to feel...
But there's something her soul can't forget

She can use a smile just like a barrier
She can count the pieces of her heart
She can say her prayers and she knows all the right words
But she doesn't know how to feel precious to God

She knows it doesn't help to pretend to be asleep
She knows there are secrets daddies have, that little girls must keep
But she doesn't know where children go when home is where the hurt is

She can use a smile just like a barrier
She can count the pieces of her heart
She'll be anybody that you want her to be, but she doesn't know how to feel precious to God

She can use a smile just like a barrier
She can count the pieces of her heart
She can say her prayers and she knows all the right words
But she doesn't know how to feel precious to God