[Verse 1]
I have lived in a junkyard
Where the weeds eat up the rain
If you get anything there out of place
You know there's hell to pay
[Chorus]
And he said, "You're as sick as you are lovely
And in need of a hand."
He tells me, "You are never worthy,"
But I was just a child, you see?
That was my reality
[Verse 2]
He had a sick little girl
Dirty and hard, with a breast plate made of metal
She drives all day in her rusty Buick
And her feet don't reach the pedals
Got a jar of flies, father's disguise
Where his heart should be
Her mouth is sewn together
She screams with those eyes (Screams with those eyes)
She screams with those eyes
[Chorus]
"She fell sick, she is lovely
And in need of my hand." (Yeah he uses his hands)
He tells her, "You are never worthy."
She was all alone, you see?
That was her reality
I have lived in a junkyard
Where the weeds eat up the rain
If you get anything there out of place
You know there's hell to pay
[Chorus]
And he said, "You're as sick as you are lovely
And in need of a hand."
He tells me, "You are never worthy,"
But I was just a child, you see?
That was my reality
[Verse 2]
He had a sick little girl
Dirty and hard, with a breast plate made of metal
She drives all day in her rusty Buick
And her feet don't reach the pedals
Got a jar of flies, father's disguise
Where his heart should be
Her mouth is sewn together
She screams with those eyes (Screams with those eyes)
She screams with those eyes
[Chorus]
"She fell sick, she is lovely
And in need of my hand." (Yeah he uses his hands)
He tells her, "You are never worthy."
She was all alone, you see?
That was her reality
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