Isn't it Sad?

Isn't it sad,

Pretty girls with pretty hearts,

Get lied to, played with and torn apart?

And

Isn't it sad when pretty girls give their all,

Just to be broken down and destined to fall,

For boys who don't love them at all?

Making those pretty girls fall apart and cry,

Letting their feelings inside them die,

Leaving them asking the one question they wanted answered,

But never was, "why?"