They won't tell you fairytales Of how girls can be dangerous and still win They will only tell you stories Where girls are sweet and kind And reject all sin I guess to them It's a terrifying thought A red riding hood who knew exactly What she was doing When she invited the wild in.
Im broken And Unspoken Want to cry Sometimes die But then I think Strong you have to be Put a happy face on And must go on Don't let nobody know That your slowly gone Its going to be hard Trust nobody with tour heart With your feeling your trust They will let you down just because