Contessa, little darling, they're gonna love your limbs
So feeble, so flawless, you will be broken
They’ll dress you in violet, they’ll touch your tender hair
Those demons, the silence you’ll learn to block them

So pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you got
If the light is right, see a shape so you won't think at all
In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's scar, swear at him, say I’ve had enough

The pressure, it's rising to let the shadows in
The face of your father, it's in the darkness
You’ll fake it, you’ll fight it, you’ll scrape and [bad word] your skin
The stain and the fire, your fate's decided

So pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you got
If the light is right, see a shape so you won’t think at all
In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's scar, swear at him, say I've had enough

Pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you got
If the light is right, see a shape so you won’t think at all
In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's scar, swear at him, say I've had enough
I’ve had enough
I've had enough