she's at the bar again cigarette lit in her hand
she's drinking herself into oblivion every god damn night
I guess some things are too hard to face sober
she's downing those milly lites
she's trying to erase the past from her mind
isn't it better, baby, to just face it
rather than trying to forget who you are?
baby I know its hard
there she is at the bar again singing the same songs
like she did all the nights before and it never gets old
like she did all the nights before and it never gets old
she's roping some poor bastard in
she needs his attention
ointment for her bruised ego
the pain subsides but the mark still shows
isn't it better, baby, to just face it
rather than trying to forget who you are?
baby I know its hard
she sold her soul for a plastic life
now she drinks herself to death
trying to fill what's left inside
she's hiding behind lies on top of lies
she's running out of people who believe her stories
one crack in her armor and now she's been exposed
she's just an insecure girl lashing out at the world
chewed up but not spit out
she sold her soul for a plastic life
now she drinks herself to death
trying to fill what's left inside