The Doors - Unhappy Girl

Unhappy girl
Left all alone
Playing solitaire
Playing warden to your soul
You are locked in a prison of your own devise
And you can't believe what it does to me
To see you cryin
Unhappy girl
Tear your web away
Saw thru all your bars
Melt your cell today
You are caught in a prison of your own devise

Unhappy girl
Fly fast away
Don't miss your chance
To swim in mystery
You are dying in a prison of your own device