Until the mess is tidied
Till my burns are cold
Strange to feel like I'm a whore
I'm quiet, I wait, as a child
Abandoned
Hurt me till I'm alive
A survivor knows how to leave
Abandoned
And I feel
Like a shiver down my spine
From a glance I see
And I feel
Like somebody heard my shout
Thankfully
Now, I lay down on the floor
You hold my hand so cold
I've abandoned
Through a chilling silence oh
Remember when I wore
This white dress
And I feel
Like a shiver down my spine
From a glance I see
And I feel
Like somebody heard my shout
Thankfully
And I feel
Like somebody heard my shout
Thankfully
Oh, thankfully
Oh, thankfully
Oh, thankfully
