She's alone if only in the morning For all her learned morality She keeps her line drawn far beyond the innocent flirtation A reputation for quenching every thirst for free. My mother thinks the last one never loved me The wisdom's stark simplicity was easy to ignore Before I heard a few more stories And they destroyed me I scratched the surface 'til it bled I shed my skin When I got burned I reached for the stove but I never learned Promise me, that you're not her And I can try to believe it But I've seen things that I can't forget I could barely stomach her affection And with my stoic brevity I never made it past her plastic pornographic accent And i accept that She paid to board a sinking ship And now she's drowning thanks to me Just a lonely girl that never learned to swim And I know it's done 'Cause she's the only one who brought me back to shore And she's scared That I would drown before I ever let this go I finally learn to swim She's alone if only in the morning For all her learned morality She crossed that line for me. I've seen some things I may never find a way to forget