You've got the pose, you've got the grace,
You've got the anger in your face
You've got the winner card
Inside that faded blue virginal bra.
I'm out of faith, i'm out cash,
Winter lips longing for a cab.
The daily gin that doesn't wipe,
The layers of sarcasm in my eyes
You had the talent,
Followed the trend,
Had enough lovers with respect,
You were exactly in the place people were staring at in drunken haze...
You are the drama queen, the maid. I'm just another girl who failed, and we are enough to fill the space with our immense diluted faith.
The sun had reddened, the stage arose, I lay down clenching cracks on the floor...
My will won't do! My voice breaks through! Let something damn the future I knew!!
Will this be my chain? Will this hole, my jail? OH PLEASE WANNA SET ME FREE, will I ever learn to breathe?
You go girl, tonight, all of the eyes are shinin' lips are pursing...
Smiles you didn't fight, glory without death is like sex without love
You go girl I tried, tried as hard as I could, but i'll escape this fire