She moves from the crowd and she cries in her room
Letting all of her frustration out
All the pain in her head to the holes in her womb
Where her children try to get out
She's alone once again, not a friend in her world
Yet she still maintains her smile
Drinks another cocktail of spirits and pills
It'll be her last goodbye

Is this what you want to put yourself through?
Is this what you want to make yourself do?
Is this what you want, to turn yourself blue?

Everybody believes that she's ok inside
But she hides her pains so well
Waiting for someone to welcome her home
Pull her out of the hole where she fell
The tranquilisers burn her eyes
And the whiskey makes her smell
This is the last day she'll take all their shit
It's her last day on earth as well

Is this what you want to put yourself through?
Is this what you want to make yourself do?
Is this what you want, to turn yourself blue?

She cries through the night until the sun arrives
But by now she can't feel a thing
Just the broken spirit and morals inside
And the pills are starting to sting

Is this what you want to put yourself through?
Is this what you want to make yourself do?
Is this what you want, to turn yourself blue?

I'm sorry that I couldn't help you out
I'm sorry that you couldn't help yourself