Your Broken Little Girl

Hey, I wonder if you know

Just what it is you're doing?

Is this some sick game you're playing?

Do you find it fun?

Do you really hate her?

How could you hurt in so many ways

Your broken little girl?


Yeah, its' not just her who suffers

A father isn't you

One day the world will see

A girl battered black and blue

Can't wait until she's out of your reach

Can't you see the love she'd give you?

It's right there in her eyes

But you keep beating on

You're broken little girl


Can't tell a single grown up

Not only her who cries at night

One day I'm scared I'll wake up

And our girl will have gone from sight


One day she's gonna soar, up from her bloody ground

One day you'll see her special face, happy, not hiding burns and bruises from the crowd

One day when you're old, you'll be all alone

That girl's going somewhere, but thanks to you, neither of you know

Just what should be in store for your broken little girl


Look at her on her own

Are you blind or just cold-hearted?

We do our best to fix her,

But you send her back to where she started.

Slowly, I think you know it,

Slowly o so slowly

You're killing, killing, don't deny it,

Killing you sweet loving, gentle, funny

Broken little girl.