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