She was once a princess, but now she's a mess Fiend for a fix like a restless And the sex won't puck it less When she was a sweet thing, nevertheless Back in the day, sexually abused as a child She was surely likely to end up this way The past lived in her dark parts of her brain And only having... took away the pain So she folded the pain, and lit the flame Inhale, exhale out one again She's on the game, the... love a face, Just lock the name With only yourself to blame, she lives as hell But there's a million other girls just like Michelle Out in the streets with nothing else to sell To do desperate mells, of a denim sells so No wonder she's a thief to boot And the cost of searching things she can loot What it's worth to her and what it's worth to you Any other way, rhyme vice first the truth She's ignited, plus she got a support habit And she resort towards source of... Even to... she's always out... she spares no goodbye I've been tracking myself to know with the lone For such a while, I just don't know Cause the path I've take it's something I can't change Or what step in my way, it's a deepest shame.