I Know You're Tired Of Waking Up On The Floor

Pushed To The Edge With Nothing Heavy To Hold

Using Your Clothes As A Blanket And A Bed

Holding Your Hands Just To Lay Your Head



I Know You Don't Remember Ever Falling Down

Who Picked You Up, Who Gathered Around

But You Don't Have To Be His Girl

And You Don't Have To Be My Girl

You Can Always Be Your Own Girl



With The Sound Of Your Feet You Follow Yourself To Sleep

Restless And Ageless And Looking For Somethin' To Keep

When You Finally Fall Asleep You're Awake In Dreams

Hanging By The Ankles In A Skeleton Ravine



I Know You've Kicked The Lights, Fell On Your Shoes

Punched Out The Colors, Leaving You The Blues

But You Don't Have To Be His Girl

And You Don't Have To Be My Girl

You Can Always Be Your Own Girl



There's A Soft Melody That's Ringing In My Ears

Simple And Slow And It Always Brings You Here

With Broken Crayons You've Scribbled On The Wall

Shapes Of Nothing And Shadow Box Them All



Your Fingertips Are Broke And Your Knees Don't Bend

Your Imagination Took The Worst Hit And Cut It's Skin

But You Don't Have To Be His Girl

You Don't Have To Be My Girl

You Can Always Be Your Own Girl



There's A Soft Melody That's Ringing In My Ears

And It's The Same One You Could Never Avoid In Yours

And If You Lay Down You Can Hear From Tongue To Tails

About A Tattooed Rhythm And Drumming By Color Wheel



Your Rung Is Broken On The Bottom Of The Rope

And You Can't Tie Another, Another Knot Of Hope

And You Don't Have To Be His Girl

And You Don't Have To Be My Girl

You Can Always Be Your Own Girl