A little girl from a broken home
doesn't need this anymore.
Grew up with nothing in her life
sleeping on the coldest floors
Wondering why life is this way.
Why she's the one who pays.
"I lost all I had that day, I was just a life to waste..."
and so we sing...
I HATE YOU
From my swingset of abandoned youth.
Monkey bars of lightning
and the sandbox where she rests.
Had a late night with a customer,
next morning was dead.
Made her money the
best way she knew how
till things got out of hand.
To this day I visit her
and leave her some notes in the sand...