Poor little girl born to an modern world - lonely Teenage angst ridden tried to make Herself heard - lonely
From a one horse town to a burg twice the size From being safe and sound to getting Cramped in lie It felt real easy so she started to snitch But the bitchin´ came around threw her Right down the ditch
Never imagined it could turn out so wrong - lonely Nobody listens ´cuz the story´s too long - lonely
She tried to get by to her own little tune Can´t shoot prozac with a neddle and a spoon Fell flat on her face crawled on her hands And her knees Tried to make friends with her enemies
She think´s she´s got it She´s got it way outta line Now she´s got the attention If only she weren´t so lonely Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
