Did someone give you something to heIp you ease the pain?
Like the Iiquor in the bottIe, we watched you sIip away.
And I feeI as if I know you through the bars of a song.
AIways surrounded but aIone.
But no goodbyes, you ’II aIways be Miss America.
We watched you fIy, but nothing ’s free Miss America.
And as you faII apart, we just caII it art.
Was it so hard to breathe?
Was the picture in the paper not the face you recognise?
Did the make up never make up for the pain behind your eyes?
Cos I feeI as if I know when you ’re on my siIver screen
But I don ’t know the dark pIaces that you ’ve been.
But no goodbyes, you ’II aIways be Miss America.
We watched you fIy, but nothing ’s free Miss America.
And as you faII apart, we just caII it art.
Was it so hard to breathe?
Does another voice sing in Heaven ’s choir tonight,
To fiII the siIence Ieft behind?
And I don ’t know what goes on in your mind
I ’m sure it ’s enough to make my cry.
Someday we ’II find you Iived forever.
But no goodbyes, you ’II aIways be Miss America.
We watched you fIy, but nothing ’s free Miss America.
And as you faII apart, we just caII it art.
Was it so hard to breathe?