Rope Ends - live

She is still young...
 Another day of emptiness
 This life is wearing her down
 The room around her is a mess
 Her children safe with her mom
 She is still young but feeling old
 Two children with She is still young...
 Another day of emptiness
 This life is wearing her down
 The room around her is a mess
 Her children safe with her mom
 She is still young but feeling old
 Two children with different fathers
 She sits on the bathroom floor alone
 The shower chain broke
 Her neck hurts
 Then another night of emptiness to wear her down
 Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown
 Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes
 Choosing carefully among her husband's business ties
 "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
 But life holds her hand, refusing to let go
 Leaving her breathing on the floor
 They're still asleep don't hear her cry
 And she's still obsessed with rope ends
 This time she picks a stronger tie
 With Winnie the Pooh and friends
 She is still young but feeling old
 A child dying to be a mother
 Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone
 All pressure is falling from her
 Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
 Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
 She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness
 Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test
 "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
 And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall
 Prevents her from breathing till she's not there at all
 But life holds her hands, refusing to let go
 Leaving her breathing on the floor
 Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
 Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
 She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness
 Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress
 Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies
 Unseeing eyes fixating Eeyore's smile
 "Over!" she cries as she's going unblind
 Still in this life
 Still in this troubled mind
 The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall
 Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor
 Hitting her head - a broken china soul
 Red stains on porcelain and she's not there at all
 Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful eyes Piglet stands shy behind
 Broken she lies undead and unblind
 Beautiful life
 Beautiful crying young eyes
 Blackened and bruised, learning how to see
 Staring at her tooth - crimsoned ivory
 Hours they pass this broken china soul
 Red stains on porcelain
 And she's not there at all... fathers
 She sits on the bathroom floor alone
 The shower chain broke
 Her neck hurts
 Then another night of emptiness to wear her down
 Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown
 Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes
 Choosing carefully among her husband's business ties
 "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
 But life holds her hand, refusing to let go
 Leaving her breathing on the floor
 They're still asleep don't hear her cry
 And she's still obsessed with rope ends
 This time she picks a stronger tie
 With Winnie the Pooh and friends
 She is still young but feeling old
 A child dying to be a mother
 Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone
 All pressure is falling from her
 Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
 Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
 She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness
 Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test
 "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
 And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall
 Prevents her from breathing till she's not there at all
 But life holds her hands, refusing to let go
 Leaving her breathing on the floor
 Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
 Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
 She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness
 Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress
 Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies
 Unseeing eyes fixating Eeyore's smile
 "Over!" she cries as she's going unblind
 Still in this life
 Still in this troubled mind
 The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall
 Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor
 Hitting her head - a broken china soul
 Red stains on porcelain and she's not there at all
 Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties
 Beautiful eyes Piglet stands shy behind
 Broken she lies undead and unblind
 Beautiful life
 Beautiful crying young eyes
 Blackened and bruised, learning how to see
 Staring at her tooth - crimsoned ivory
 Hours they pass this broken china soul
 Red stains on porcelain
 And she's not there at all...