She wears a subway token around her neck
to remind herself that she is worthless...

Oh the wolves are coming with the moon
And the wolves are coming, coming for you...

Little girl sitting in the front seat shaking
Little girl sitting in the back row shaking...

I'm a repeat act
You've seen me before...

I'm not so fragile
Don't look at me that way...

We've got rust on our teeth
And rust on our lips...

Oh, they say.
They say that you still have a soul...

So high above the overpass
So seldom overlooked...