Be Your Own Girl

<br>I know you`re tired of waking up on the floor<br>Pushed to the edge with nothing heavy to hold<br>Using your clothes as a blanket and a bed<br>Holding your hands just to lay your head.<br><br>I know you don`t remember ever falling down,<br>Who picked you up, who gathered around<br>But you don`t have to be his girl<br>And you don`t have to be my girl<br>You can always be your own girl.<br><br>With the sound of your feet you follow yourself to sleep<br>Restless and ageless and looking for somethin` to keep,<br>When you finally fall asleep you`re awake in dreams,<br>Hanging by the ankles in a skeleton ravine.<br><br>I know you`ve kicked the lights, fell on your shoes,<br>Punched out the colors, leaving you the blues.<br>But you don`t have to be his girl<br>And you don`t have to be my girl<br>You can always be your own girl.<br><br>There`s a soft melody that`s ringing in my ears<br>Simple and slow and it always brings you here<br>With broken crayons you`ve scribbled on the wall<br>Shapes of nothing and shadow box them all.<br><br>Your fingertips are broke and your knees don`t bend,<br>Your imagination took the worst hit and cut it`s skin.<br>But you don`t have to be his girl,<br>You don`t have to be my girl,<br>You can always be your own girl.<br><br>There`s a soft melody that`s ringing in my ears<br>And it`s the same one you could never avoid in yours,<br>And if you lay down you can hear from tongue to tails<br>About a tattooed rhythm and drumming by color wheel.<br><br>Your rung is broken on the bottom of the rope<br>And you can`t tie another, another knot of hope.<br>And you don`t have to be his girl<br>And you don`t have to be my girl<br>You can always be your own girl