• Bruised, battered and full of holes
    There's a girl, barely 21
    There are no dances left
    Nevermind, she's forgotten how to waltz
    She's a pile in a corner of a blackened room
    Metallic blood over the walls and her clothes
    Your loaded words projectiles in her flesh
    Her forgiveness lingers in the aftershock for you
    Trying to earn your trust to know you better,
    she ended up losing a part of herself each try
    She's given all she's got;
    hollowed drift wood
    She's no fool
    She's knows she's losing and doesn't care
    She'll be damned if she goes out without a fight
    Dripping red and shattered black
    she'll stand for you though she knows she won't last
    She won't come dancing tonight