Glory can come from devotion So I did that, so I did that But duty can be a bitter potion Know I did that, know I did that Lonely steps, my first away But I did that, but I did that Cold as the blade that cut my roots away Now I would throw my body to the ground If I thought it would change things Give me some kind of reason For why you want me crawling around Picking up pieces When these aren't my pieces I used to be one of those girls That would skip down the street I used to be one of those girls That would I would throw my body to the ground If I thought it would change things Give me some kind of reason For why you want me crawling around Picking up pieces When these aren't my pieces I used to be one of those girls That would skip down the street I used to be one of those girls That would