One, two, three, four
And they'd say
As she walks into this world alone
With nothing as her name
Her innocence has long been lost
It's left by her grave
With the dirt, and the mud
And the hate, and the blood
And the matted fur that feels like love
They'd say, "no, you're a broken show"
But she won't care
Ooh, Ooh
She won't let go
Ooh, Ooh
As black fur and concrete slips through her hands
Ooh, Ooh
Why won't she let go?
Ooh, Ooh
Cause' if she had to, she'd do it again
She can't think, no, won't think
Taking a torn page of their advice
But it turns out as a shitty life
When she's surrounded by
Dirt, and the mud
And the hate, and the blood
And the matted fur that feels like love
She'd say, "no"
"That's not how it goes"
So she will stand
Ooh, Ooh
She won't let go
Ooh, Ooh
As black fur and concrete slips through her hands
Ooh, Ooh
Why won't she let go?
Ooh, Ooh
Cause' if she had to, she'd do it again
When there's war, she's not dead
She's not there, is she dead
Long before she was dead
When she's her; she is dead
When there's war, she's not dead
She's not there, is she dead
Long before she was dead
When she's her; she is dead
She is dead
Ooh, Ooh
She won't let go
Ooh, Ooh
As black fur and concrete slips through her hands
Ooh, Ooh
Why won't she let go
Ooh, Ooh
Cause' if she had to, she'd do it again
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Cause' if she had to, she'd do it again
Ooh, Ooh
Cause' if she had to, she'd do it again