Cant paint my nails pink Cause I bite them all down Gotta keep it quiet I cant make a sound I dye my hair black Cause my mothers a blond She doesnt know it but soon Ill be gone Ive gotta little suitcase Full of my dreams Im gonna think hard Of the person I could be Ive gotta a kinda steam train Waiting there for me I better run fast Before it leaves I look so strange now Not like myself This little piggy Is going to hell I dont know nobody I trust enough to tell He said hed kill me and Im sure that he will Ive gotta little suitcase Full of my dreams Im gonna think hard Of the person I could be Ive gotta a kinda steam train Waiting there for me Wed better run fast Before it leaves Ive packed my bags now in my mind I wont look back now Theyll be so far behind Worry about my sister Shes so young and hes so strong Think that when I leave here Ill take her along Ive gotta little suitcase Full of my dreams Im gonna think hard Of the person I could be Ive gotta a kinda steam train Waiting there for me Wed better run fast Before it leaves Before it leaves