Pretty Maids

Just another piece of trash in the public eye
Another day of bitterness in the
Unemployment lines
The way that people look at you like your not
Even there
You're less than zero and who the hell cares
Cause you're Worthless
Out in the cold
Taintet heart
Tortured soul
Some would rather see you dead no one
Takes your side
And everyday you die a bit just to stay alive
A face without a name
A heart without a home
Your next to nothing
On your own
Worthless
Out in the cold
Taintet heart
Tortured soul
Worthless
No second chance
No way out
Of your no man land