That skinny frame That tired act She's uninteresting wearing all that black Still she could be such a little girl sometimes Whining and kicking Throwing herself from moving vehicles Running and running Her raven breast empty and cold Pushing my face up against the door It's another night here in something city It's another night with her going somewhere shitty Into the cold city night she goes running and running I wanna tell her "Little girl you run too far in the dark and you get yourself lost" Then like a banshee she screams And I say god damn You may ask "She can't really be that stupid can she?"