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.