Crawl
She's got a place where she likes to hide from this
Where someday somewhere somehow
She's gonna take a ride from this
Running from a holy host of dark angels
Out from her beaten past
Takes a bus down from nowhere to somewhere
Where love was made to last
Don't know where this might lead
But the light shines for her still
Ain't gonna crawl
No...ain't gonna crawl no more
No...ain't gonna lay down here at your door
You might find her looking
On the outside there and more
Ain't gonna crawl no more
No...no more
Won't crawl
She took so much abuse
Like a scared little girl
Down at fourth street and bleaker
In the soho world
Feels like an outcast there
But there's one thing she knows for sure