Daddys little girl's not so little anymore.
She in shables can't you see?
She's not half the girl she used to be.
All she has is in you, yet theres nothing left to do
Shes in shables and wreckless and playing with fire.
Shes been kicked and beat down and called a liar
Stolen are the moments of innocence left
Shes lost and hopeless at best.
Tortured and lamented beyond your grasp.
Stumbling over whats left of a not so distant past.
The addiction
The rage
All of the choices she's made.
She seeks resolve in all the wrong places
There is comfort in the shallowness of new faces.
She lies to you hoping you'll some how see the truth
Shes nothing more than your typical wasted youth.
Truth and beauty
Trust and light
these are a few things she lost tonight.
Addiction runs rampant
Her rage she contains...
She hides behind her smile and plays all your games.
Her trust is betrayed its all just been lies.
What lie will today bring?
Will this line be her last?
Will the feeling of life never again emit from her chest?
Twisted and lamented her soul is sold.
Americas sweetheart grows bitter and cold.
Once full of love and a trusting heart.
She fubles through today begging for her sins to part.
Shes come to far to claim a piece of this life.
Theres nothing left no matter the price.
Theres nothings left for you when you come to call.
So twist her words and watch her fall
Say goodbye to the girl and hello to the shell
She follows the last path destined for hell.
She lines them up
The last things on her side.
She falls into herself and swallows all her pride
Her better judgement screams but she listens to her hands
Now is not the time to make a stand.
She wakes to the dawn a dissapointment among men.
Her dying request her last mortal sin.
She waits for the end, the warm rush and relief.
A hastened escape a sudden change in belief...
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