She's so tired of waking up, so tired Dark circles under her eyes, she's so tired Thinking god forgot to put her wires together like macgyver But her smile shines well of a thousand watts and higher Desire to go out without assistance They're afraid an episode is inevitable Seven months old, the first storm Mother and father in tears over the crib watching their first born As her retinas flutter, body shivers Gift or a curse is what the good doctor delivered Efforts to cope, they hold her at nine years old Nine years strong, they hold her down when she convulse Check her pulse, it beats her down whole-heartedly Was tranquil and quiet prior to her starting a scene Trying to communicate through a channel She blew a fuse and lost the signal when it was scrambled She's a lot like us in a billion ways Everyday seems the same Round and round, round the way And when i think about it I wanna turn my face Never be seen anyone She hates what she sees in the mirror Nervous, can't understand why she can't cheer up, it's not working And i could get a little slimmer is what she thinks In front of her body frame just left of the school pictures More junk food than a chute, chuck it in the garbage Sloppily treating her body like a dumpster then she vomits Violently, doubled over then wash up The bile in me goes quicker than anybody would ever notice Ten pounds less and still going Chipper in front her friends, the binges well kept Her face is sunk in, there's not much else left of her self-esteem One too many failed attempts With vanity bad as her teacher know she can't keep this up She's turning into what she eats Depressed and thinks she's fat no matter what Across from her shrink hysterically crying saying i've had enough But when i think about it It makes me turn my face When the beast sinks its teeth in me We are a lot like her in a billion ways Golden angel go lay A billion days, a billion days Wasted Take one step forward and two steps back, back, back There ain't no pill that i know gonna bring her back So scandalous, a vampire on beat in the heat of the night She's admired from a distance through a slab of glass In the eyes of a man who pays cash for ass He pulls up alongside and asks how much And she replies twenty for a blow, fifty for a - Only eighteen and still a child, she climbs in And hikes it up, he slides in and then busts She's a lot like us in a billion ways Everyday seems the same Round and round, round the way And when i think about it I wanna turn my face Never be seen anyone