One hand on the doorknob bag over her shoulder she walks
No turning back the light still on
No ones there
To tell her
That it's wrong
She plays along the crowded streets
Empty faces leave money by her feet
She made it out of here
Nobody knew her name
But she was fueled by fear
We're left to burn in her flames
All those empty promises left at her
Doorstep are still there
They hold the secrets left behind
That she won't
Take the time to share
She plays along the crowded streets
Empty faces leave money by her feet
She made it out of here
Nobody knew her name
But she was fueled by fear
We're left to burn in her flames
She made it out of here
But she was fueled by fear
We're left to burn in her flames