Ready to tear her apart

You step into line, and you say the words so sweet
they look at you like a dog ready to tear apart some meat
and the words wont escape past a mouth streched wide
it hurts you low down in your stomach.
"18" you just lied
wall to wall.
you can smell there skin
you are transparent in here
and wish you hadnt gotten in
your vulnerable & easily influenced
thinking this girl cant dance
she's nothing but an example
of a daughter gone wrong for her parents.
there's a pain deep down under your nails
were u tried to scratch him out
but when your alone
and when these flashing lights dissapear
you'll fall apart at the seams
and cry "this isnt the real me"