She held on tight to her flannel, wrapping it around her body
She slouched forward and hugged herself
Don't stare at me, don't stare at me
She has had a rough night
They complain saying it's her fault
But they drunk the poison now they suffer the pain
Bars, bars and city lights
An alleyway, disrobed, exposed
She didn't plan this
She told herself that the pictures were her reminder
Her body was the remains
