Little Girl Blue

Little girl, little girl
 why are you crying?
 Inside your restless soul your heart is dying
 Little one, little one
 Your soul is purging
 Of love and razor blades
 Your blood is surging
 Runaway
 From the river to the street
 And find yourself with your face in the gutter
 Your a stray for the salvation army
 There is no place like home
 When you got no place to go
 Little girl, little girl
 Your life is calling
 The charlatans and saints of your abandon
 Little one little one
 The sky is falling
 The lifeboat of deception is now sailing
 In the wake all the way
 No rhyme or reason
 Your bloodshot eyes
 will show your heart of treason
 Little girl little girl
 You dirty liar
 Your just a junkie
 Preaching to the choir
 Runaway
 To your lost tranquility
 And find yourself with your face in the gutter
 Your a stray for the dregs of humanity
 There is no place like home
 When you got no place to go
 The traces of blood
 Always follow you home
 Like the Mascara tears
 From your getaway
 Your walking with blisters
 and running with shears
 So unholy.
 Sister of grace.
 Runaway
 From the river to the street
 And find yourself with your face in the gutter
 You're a stray for the salvation army
 There is no place like home
 When you got no place to go