Girl, I know the hall looks dark
& the storm it seems so scary 
Your face lit up on beats of lightning
you start, you [bad word] 
& your eyes are like screaming 
& since there is no end and no beginning 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 

Girl, I know the woods look dark
& the trees they seem so deadly 
The girls around you are so frightened 
& you start, you start to panic 
& the courage starts to vanish
& the world, it really is on fire 
& it burns 
& it burns 
& it burns 
& it burns 

vivian, your life is told through 19 thousand pages
in a world too unreal to behold 
Your innocence has faded 
Faded all your blues to gray 
Your skin has [bad word] through moving days
Glue is peeling back away 
Curling, cracking, painted 

Girl youve been rolled up in colorful carpets
Your blood [bad word]  look around you 
you're froze, you're frozen quiet 
& your eyes, they are widened 
Room unfurnished, no light for nightfall [bad word] for rolling you up 
you know you can't get up 
when you do, you swear you [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 

No one will ever save you
If no one can ever find you 
No one will ever save you 
If no one can ever find you 
Lost girls 
Lost girls 
Lost girls
Lost girls