Come in here, baby, have a drink You gotta get an album out You're gonna, gonna fly high
You’re beyond a crazy circus top Evil said I was waiting here to be your guide
On a blanket made of woven shadows I flew up to hell Just pills and alcohol They made me hate, they made me burn It ain't about ‘bitching’ I'm just tired
Girl There's only one way to be free Learn to be pilot of your life When you are up high Turn off the engine Imagine what tomorrow brings
Father, well, I still don’t know who failed with whom But we've got the same bitter blood Running through
Ooh, oh, I hear what people say That poor girl has lost her way Just darkness From inside I know the pain I know the fear I know the weakness
Now, they call her the matador With a smile and a blade Hell is leaving the light on
