Little girl,
Hiding in her bedroom.
Listening to the sounds of glasses smashing,
Voices screaming,
Crying softly in her corner.
She wants to run far far away,
But where is there to go?
She closes her eyes, looks inside,
And hardens her heart

That little girl is growing up,
She becoming something new.
All the boys know her name and see she's easy prey.
They use and abuse, but she doesn't really care.
If she mattered to anyone,
Maybe daddy would have stayed.

She's an adult, looking back,
On the mess of her life she's made.
She just puts on her mask and undoes her clothes
To find love she knows isn't real.
She knows the game and plays it well,
Nothing to her is real.
She wants to run away again...
But she can't, same as before

She dreams of the days befor the war
Between her mom and dad.
She could laugh and have fun, playing around in the sun,
Having no a care in the world.
She looks into the mirror and cries at what she sees,
She sees the little broken girl, hiding in her corner of the world.

Save me... Take me away from here...
She reaches out and pulls her close,
Rocking her gently through the storm.
When she opens her eyes and looks down,
The little girl is gone.
She sees she's holding herself,
Cause that's all she has in the world.

She runs to her drawers and pulls out the knife,
The only exit she can see.
She presses it to her pale, bare arms,
But removes it after a while.
She looks at her life and the mess that she's made and
She throws her head back with pride.
She packs up her things and leaves her fears all behind,
Finally, going far far away from the pain...