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
