Relapsing into her old ways
This is what we all feared
Drinking beer and smoking blunts
With old men wearing beards

She already got some help
For the problems she tries to mask
She never tells you the truth
If you even bother to ask

Walking the streets after hours
Black and blue bruises skim her skin
The pain in her heart
The trouble spurring from within

As her life flashes before her
She's in dire need of help
Her mother and father cry
Their money doesn't count

Almost off the ledge
Overdosed on it all
Who's gonna catch her
When she nears the end of her fall?