Lyrics

you surround yourself with sycophants who tell
you things you need to hear
and sleep around
but it never seems to help
the emptiness you feel
and if she could shout
would she even make a sound
or will she be found alone in a crowd

she can say
they all know her name
her first but not her last
if they stayed
she?d only find a way
to ruin any chance of anything real
and she could scream out loud
and never make a sound
if you could see her now
alone in a crowd

she's older now and all she's found, boys don?t treat her the same
she likes the cold because she knows her winter clothes hide her frame
how her body?s changed
tonight she?s grown afraid
that the world has turned away