Yeah…

No one’s coming.

So I fucking came for myself.

Pretty face, but my hands got scars

Still driving broken through the dark

They told me, “Baby, don’t go too far”

Now look where the fuck we are

Cry in the mirror, fix my hair

Put on lip gloss like I don’t care

If pain’s the price then fine, I pay

I didn’t survive to play it safe

Every bruise says don’t continue

Every voice says I’ll lose

But I’d rather die exhausted

Than live scared to move