Strip away your dignity, with your clothes it falls. Shouting swine praise the choice of your decline. I picture you as a young girl screaming for someone to come to your rescue as the one who claims to love you steals your innocence.
Where is the attraction? Where is the mystery?
I can't help but wonder, is this all that you think you can be?
As Mommy chases her dreams two tattered frail souls are beaten black and blue just as you were so long ago.Despite your reasoning you are still the enabler. Are they not worth saving? Are they just in the way?
I picture them crying as you leave each day. 'Be strong! be brave!' (You say) 'Take care of the little one.' "Please don't go!" (They plead) "Don't leave us like daddy!"
It only took one situation gone arye , one private dance, one bad guy. As your whole life flashes before you, you remember that jerk that called himself your father and that abusive so called better half. But then You remember your dreams of becoming something important, something worth while. Will you go back to that life style as if nothing ever happened?
Well here's your second chance. What will you do with it?
Where is the attraction? Where is the mystery?
I can't help but wonder, is this all that you think you can be?
Here's your second chance. What will you do with it?
