just another girl
with a cigarette in her hand
just another girl
with no life plan
just another girl
who walks alone
with no one holding her hand
just another girl
watching life burn down


i see her every tuesday
in the pouring rain
by the bus stop
she always looks the same
she never smiles
i sometimes wonder who's to blame
she doesn't get the bus
but is always back again

i wonder where she goes to sleep every night
and if there is someone there to hold her
tight
does she dream that one day
she'll be free?
free to live her life
the ways she wants to be

she hides her shame
like she hides her face
locks away the pain
in a secret place

she's just another girl
who has no where left to stay
just another girl
i see every tuesday
just another girl
who walks alone
but still gets led astray

*just another girl
who couldn't run away