I let her vent out I let her weird out I let her creep out She doesn't need me, yes I get her wicked sense of humor I get her weird mind She hides in plain sight She doesn't need to, yes All the scars of her past All the stars that's passed Wandering in her dreams As alive as herself One of them screams Get rid of yourself She will have a beer Salute all the fears She may be in tears But she is still smiling I let her vent out I let her weird out I let her creep out She doesn't need me, yes I get her wicked sense of humor I get her weird mind She hides in plain sight She doesn't need to, yes