Bright lights, cigar smoke,
hair so thick you start to choke
Wait, that's you stirring up the crowd
A bright young thing shows her tattoo,
a butterfly and a crescent moon
Groping hands caress her skin,
you feel the wounds are closing in
What does this girl mean to me?
What does her world allow her to be?
Does she speak her mind at all?
Does the size of her dress
make her whole life a mess?
When the day is almost gone,
is she found to sleep alone?
Is she happy with the world?
Smell of sweat, sense the air
Arms raised, her stomach's bare
Lines end her whole world away
She's here to smile, she's here to play
The wolves are circling round their mark
The din is loud, the room is dark
As you see her arms unfold
Unwelcome hands take them home
What does this girl mean to me?
What does her world allow her to be?
Does she speak her mind at all?
Does the size of her dress
make her whole life a mess?
When the day is almost gone
and she falls asleep alone
Is she happy with the world?
Is she happy she is a girl?
What does this girl mean to me?
What does her world allow her to be?
Do you speak your mind at all?
Does the size of your dress
make your whole life a mess?
When the day is almost gone
and she falls asleep alone
Is she happy with the world?
Is she happy she is a girl?
