This girl
sitting on her own
wishing she had something anything to call her own
always put down, from all around
keeping her hood on, and her headphones blaring
night and day
crying herself to sleep
she cant figure out
what its all about
why even god wants her to stay alive
her friends watching her fall from grace, its OK
nobody gonna catch her
that's the way huh
satisfaction leave it to the pain to make her feel like something
likes shes so valuable
its OK she knows shes lying
to herself and everybody else too
a smile on the inside like an open wound
leave it to them
to call her out
rock a bye baby and goodnight
its gonna be alright
with nobody there to stop her
shes running out
guitar in one hand
leave the door closed
its fine
you know she ain't coming back
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