Little girls don't know how to be sweet girls. Little boys don't know how to treat little girls.
Face down, on top of your bed. Oh why did I give it up to you? Is this how I shoot myself up high, Just high enough to get through?
Again, the false affection. Again, we break down inside. Love save the empty, and save me.
Sad boy, you stare up at the sky When no one's looking back at you. You wear your every last disguise; You're flying, then you fall through.
Again, the false attention. Again, you're breaking inside. Love save the empty, save me.
They tell us why we're fighting. Oh, love, hold us together.
Love, save the empty, and save me.