Run girl run, your heart pounds fast A little further, tonight will be in the past Her face feels mean, she’s not what she seems Her feet pound the ground As she, buries out the sound With every burning gasp of air She wipes away The hate in his glare It’s only her in this race Falling last in line Behind the glory of that place Cursing the dampness Falling down her face She Wipes her eyes, and smiles For the night, she’s no disgrace By now ,they have forgotten Just why, her mistake was so mean and rotten A usual night in paradise Mother's Whiskey on ice Magic position makes her smile Angry girl knows, it's only for a while Washing her candies down Slowly watching the return Of Mothers frozen frown Mother can have them all Take the Pretty colored candies It’s better when your staring at the wall She says,they make her feel ,real nice Hateful little girl knows To never take that advice Happy,sad,Candy Queen Never noticed, the girl Who was always so mean No running , after baby girl tonight The queens on her happy flight The snow is piled high Relieved she lets a sigh Shes running fast She broke free at last She will be warm soon in wanting eyes Daddy’s right he never lies.. His bad girl has her night free Slowly becoming the girl he said she would be Bad girl, good for the boys you see At first sound of stomping up the stairs The fun would begin But tonight , bad girl would win Moms in her trance Dads ready to dance His Little girl annoys, always making noise, Who owns no poise, chasing every boy, Robbing the house of joy Daddy couldn't buy her Nothing ever a blur.... Bad girl who wouldn’t listen Never cared about things that glisten Set fire to be free Spoke shame to the name Always the same stuck in the middle Always to blame Her words spoke loud She wasn’t too proud Made different, never walking on thier cloud What’s on the inside always hide What people hear, they most fear Never tell Of,her nights of hell And all will be well Bad girl found her way out By Doing things She will never speak about Mommy can sit in her stare Like Marilyn Monroe done up without a care On the floor by the fire place With her somber face Denies what she knows Her misery never shows Sitting in her stupor, as her child walks away Glazed face and nothing to say Little bad girl Always growing a fit They hate her for it Never speaking of nights She held the blame For everyone's fights She'd never mention Daddys attention Mother doesn't like second place Truth brought disgrace The queens deniaL, worn on her face Today she has to walk alone Learning love in a way she has never known She’s still the girl Sprinting in the snowy night Escaping everything, so full of fight She's still finding her way through each day Wishing she could understand why She cannot cry ...