Behind the pretty eyes

She loves her momma's lemonade

Hates the sounds that goodbyes make

She prays one day she'll find someone to need her

She swears that there's no difference between the lies and compliments

It's all the same if everybody leaves her

And every magazine tells her she's not good enough

The pictures that she sees makes her cry

She would change everything, everything, just ask her

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster

She just needs someone to take her home

She's giving boys what they want

Tries to act so nonchalant

Afraid to see that she's lost her direction

She never stays the same for long

Assuming that she'll get it wrong

Perfect only in her imperfection

She's just the way she is

But no one's told her that's OK

Women in sikhism

Bhandd janmeeai bhandd ninmeeai bhandd mangan veeaahu ||
From woman, man is born; within woman man is conceived and to woman betrothed and married.

Bhanddahu hovai dostee bhanddahu chalai raahu ||
Woman becomes his friend and through woman are his generations propagated.

Bhandd muaa bhandd bhaaleeai bhandd hovai bandhaan ||
When his woman dies, he seeks another woman, to woman his passions are bound.

So kio mandaa aakheeai jith janmehi raajaan ||
Why call her evil from whom are born kings.

Bhanddahu hee bhandd oopajai bhanddai baajh na koe ||
From woman, is woman also born, so without woman, there could be no one at all.

Naanak bhanddai baaharaa eko sachaa soe ||
O Nanak, only the True Lord is without a woman.

Jit mukh sadaa saalaaheeai bhaagaa ratee chaar ||
That mouth which ever praises is prudent, blessed and beautiful.

Naanak tae mukh oojalae tit sachai darbaar ||2||
O Nanak, those faces shall be radiant in the righteous court. ||2|| SGGS||473