She'll tell you what it feels like,
As words drip out of her mouth.
And the tears drain from her eyes,
Like her insides are trying to come out.
And she'll beg you to listen,
but she'll never know why.
And she'll force her way in,
Like a torn in your side.

She'll want what she's missing,
Her pieces of life.
But she'll trim off the fat,
Like the blade of a knife.

She'll tell you she's happy.
And lie threw her teeth.
But a wave of pressure,
Will crush her beneath.

And she's clawing her way up,
from her problems within.
And she'll buy all her prays,
With the lists of her sins.

She living a life,
Possessed by a lie.
And tomorrow she'll smile,
but inside she'll cry.

And her demons will wake her,
At first mornings light.
But the soul inside her,
Won't give up the fight.