Tell me
Why you don't dare to scream
In the dead of night
How do handle the pain of it all?
Girl if it was me I would cry so hard
You've got blood that is solid
You make the best of it
'Cos it's a cruel, cruel life for you
Your trips to nowhere
God I'm just dam scared
That she's not gonna make it
No she's not gonna make it
Start of a song I'm writing