(CHORUS)

Fear on fear, and bruise on bruise, and nothing left to lose,
Oh, what a life, what a life for a child.

Pretty soon now she’ll be gone, graduation’s finally come,
She’ll go out into a world, too big for a wounded girl, (she wonders)
Are there others like herself, living their own childhood hell?
What will they grow up to be, when they’re old enough to leave the,

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Graduation day was yesterday, now it’s time to make her getaway,
There’s not turning back once she walks out that door,
Oh, thank god there won’t be no more