i tip-toed through the night
so very scared...

As we leave the room
i can finally smell...

The water is clear
But your wrists are stained red...

traveling down the road
that's leading from home...

Here I lay
Wide awake...

When I was only 4
My momma had custody...

Technically struggling
to fight my way through...

listen to me baby
listen to me close...

a lot of people talk
about what they spent...

i wish i was young
and innocent in the mind...

i want to run
i want to hide...

sitting in the dark
was a girl so alone...