The light in your eyes grows dim every day...
Cus you got to stop and listen to what they have to say
As if,
their opinion mattered....
As if,
your hopes were shattered
As if,
Your dreams have scattered...
To a godforsaken place
And its the only way to save face...

And your life is burning up at an alarming rate.
You sit and blame it all to fate..
But
Can you see the fire before the ashes?
Please
You can't even see past your perfect eyelashes....
As if,
with make up on.... your dreams won't drown
As if,
The next line....will make it fine
As if,
One more puff...will be enough
To light you way
At least for one more day...

And
Made with total disrespect
 those marks upon your neck,
Paint a gloomy image of your past.
And with the lies you were told
they helped to mold,
The women whose tears fall fast
As if,
You need him..to forgive your sins.
As if,
Your life is lost
'cus of the higher cost
Of living...
so you keep on the deceiving
The people who look out for you...
The people who strive to...
Make sure the light in your eyes
Stays bright not dim...
And all cus of him?
A sorry excuse of a pimp?
Fuck that and him!

And now your lips touch bottle
After this shot it's on, Full throttle!
As if,
Its really fine... hes twenty-nine
As if,
Its ok that at sixteen... you're just a fiend
as if, you're far from home... and you're all grown....
But it
Shouldn't be that way....
You shouldn't have to dread another day...

And after all you've been through
Still these words won't reach you...
Cus with your make up on
And the bottle gone
those marks upon your neck
make you feel you have respect....
And that's enough for you it seems
While I sit wondering why your light grows dim.