i would [bad word] every place touched
every inch of soiled skin
after the [bad word] freezing
i [bad word] up clean
yes i'll be M.I.A. cuz they were D.O.A.
locked, stocked, and sterile
I’m still shell shocked whilst you barrel
through names in the phonebook
to enlist [bad word] to replace all the time that i took
but what can i say, i've done the same

 [bad word] on needles never ceasing to stop
till the blood in my [bad word] pure to the last drop
dissemble this network, this circuit, these wires
till the memory's all lost and the past can retire

in a desperate attempt, to cleanse of
what i know in every way, can never be washed away

its a race of dismissal 
a game made of missed calls
freedom of speech, all those liberties
you want your space, i want free reign on memories
that crazy, angry, white girl type
born and bred a suburb life 
from city or streets or ghost town
they all make sure I'm not wanted around
anymore
that second chance was up
ten times ten times before
and you cant believe how misleading
a boy could be in times of war
the bombs were thrown like dice are rolled
and I'm stuck with this snake eyed score

I’m not the kind of girl to take things sitting down
don't tell me to be CALM

apologies lost in redundancy
i just wish i could be all that you need
apologies lost in redundancy
i just wanted to be everything you'd ever need
and like you said, “just try and forget
its all over with now, dear, just try to calm down"
yeah, another sad story, another sad song
but soap's all you've got 
when everythings wrong