Oh she′s talking to her demon
The one that got her imagining things
They might have some kind of agreementTo trade reality with fairy tales
She fancies salted wound
She likes the sound of screaming too
There's nothing I can do
To help her through the night
Oh she′s talking to her parents
The ones that never listened to her wish
She might just try to buy a parrot
To be a witness of her blooded wrist
She can't see afternoon
She don't know where she belongs to
There′s nothing I can do
To help her through the night
The meaning of her life
Enough to make them laugh
The bruises on her jaw, the broken heart she suffers in a way
That you will never know
Oh oh
Oh she′s talking to the Kevin
The guy she met at the convenient store
The planned to elope in the summer
But Kevin left her for another girl
She's Nancy Spungen′s youth
She hides her feelings in her shoes
There's nothing I can do
To help her through the night
Oh she must be devastated
To think about her failed relationship
Wondering why they never lasted
Or she remembers what her father did
She′s sick of what they do
She hates the silent treatment too
There's nothing I can do
To help her through the night
The meaning of her life
Enough to make them laugh
The bruises on her jaw, the broken heart she suffers in a way
That you will never know
Oh oh
