Broken Girl

Broken girl a broken home
That won't stop where my life goes
Broken girl a broken home
That won't stop where my life goes

White picket fences stained with blood
Don't talk at dinner mouth closed shut
Cry all night don't sleep shut up
You're not depressed put the knife up
Momma on the bathroom floor
Holding the bottle she adores
Daddy in the poker room
Didn't know his wife would be gone soon
She moved to a different state
Microwave dinners that we ate
Daddy came home so late from work
Day parties at the crib so easy I learned
I'd skip school after the fifth class
Fake IDs buying rellos with a half
In the backyard, I was rolling up the grass
Teenage anguish praying time would pass
I always wore the same clothes
Made fun of on the bus from girls
I wore Payless shoes twice a year
Returned to my home filled with fear
My teachers asked 'Is home ok?'
I would smile and lie to their face
I slept on my desk I cannot sleep at night (Sleep at night)

I won't drink up all the booze
I'll protect them from being used
I'll teach my daughter how to be a muse
And my kids will come from a good home, too

Kept a knife under my pillow at night
Because of Kyle Jones, I didn't commit suicide
I love you brother
You're the reason I'm alive
Blood on my wrist and he'd talk to me at night
(Oooh oooh)