all messed up, walking down 64th st.
looking for trouble, well your looking for me
surfing the town & feeling the heat
she says, who the f*ck is gonna save me?
who the f*ck’s gonna save me?
who’s to blame? she was a beat up, thrown out renegade
the time has come, well it’s come today
and the two things that took away her pain
were her handgun & cocaine…
it was her home life
her brother hit her & her dad had a new wife
so she crawled into the dark, dark night
& spent her last few moments looking into the light
feel it now, hear her screams & watch her drown
take it in & get out of town
scars like that won’t fade away
she had her handgun & cocaine
dead on arrival, found her on the floor
got no hopes, no life no more
she’s sixxx feet down & n*body mourns
don’t tell um the truth, don’t tell um anymore