Let your hair down, straight or curls,
You’re beautiful because you fight like a girl.
For girls who wears short skirts,
And their heart on their sleeve,
For girls who know how difficult,
It is to believe,
The girls who scream and cry,
Into their pillows and tell them their goals,
For girls who have a secret,
But can’t tell a soul.
Let your eyes be your diamond,
Make them your pearls,
You’re beautiful because you fight like a girl.
For girls who have made mistakes,
And have regrets galore,
Because you fight like a girl.
For the girls who love with all their heart,
Although it sometimes gets broke,
To who think it’s over,
To real girls, to all girls,
Who have tears to soak.
