MESSY HAIR, WHITE EYES
BOARDED CELL, SIMPLE LIFE
YEAH, SHE'S THE COCKTAIL WAITRESS
TO WORK THEN HOME, THAT'S ALL SHE KNOWS
SHE LIVES ALONE
TURNS OFF HER PHONE
SHE LOCKS THE DOOR
DRAWS THE CURTAINS, LEAVES IT ALL BEHIND
A RIDDLE, YOU CAN READ IT
SHE KEEPS IT CLOSED, KEEPS IT LOCKED, LOCKED UP
SHE'S LIVING THROUGH A SECRET
THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES HER FEEL
ALIVE
BACK TO WORK NEXT DAY
BRINGS THE CHECK, GETTING PAID
WELL, SHE'S THE COCKTAIL WAITRESS
SHE GRABS HER COAT, SHUTTING DOORS
SHE'S SETTING UP
TURNS OFF HER PHONE
GETTING OFF
THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES HER FEEL
ALIVE
SHE'S WALKING OVER CREAKY FLOORS
SHE HEARS THE CITY POUNDING AT THE DOOR
SHE'S NEVER GONNA LET THEM KNOW
BUT THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES HER FEEL
ALIVE
ALIVE