My blood is rebel red,
So if I bleed,
They can't keep me down.

I stay strong,
Running till I see the sun.
Back against a cliff,

This isn't the time to slip.

I don't want to talk to him
stop forcing me to tell him words
he doesn't deserve a sound out of me
don't you remember the words he spoke to me?
the things he said
Oh yes, of course
If we don't talk about it,
it didn't happen.
I don't want to talk to him.
And he's talked enough to me.

Someone listened.
Someone cared.
And I was not alone
With my fears and tears
And emptiness
For one night.

Memory is a punishment
Forgetting is a crime

your sticks and stones
didn't break my bones
but god, did your words hurt me

let's have a court,
the type with guns and swords
and there will be no jury