Little Gitl Lost

She looks in the mirror thinking
Tomorrow I’ll be thinner
I’m okay with that
And she misses his calls
But the writing’s on the wall
And that’s a fact
But she can’t help but miss him
Telling herself
Things weren’t supposed to end well, they were just supposed to end

Now she’s nursing
A bottle of whisky
Holding onto a memory
A love she’s forgetting
If only
She could calm the thoughts long enough to get some sleep

Little girl lost
It’s not your fault
Sometimes buildings fall
Sometime they just don’t come home
Men get caught in games they play
But the hurt goes away
So don’t lose your hope
It’s still your show
Little girl lost

There are days she spends debating
If all the time was wasted
And can she get it back
And she fills empty drawers
Folding the clothes all by fours
Making stacks
And since she found the give away
Stuck to his tie that day
Doing laundry for one’s been easier than doing laundry for three

Now she’s nursing
A bottle of whisky
Holding onto a memory
Replaying the tears she’s cried
And the way they said goodbye

Little girl lost
It’s not your fault
Sometimes buildings fall
Sometime they just don’t come home
Men get caught in games they play
But the hurt goes away
So don’t lose your hope
It’s still your show
Little girl lost



She saw him at the station
It always makes her crazy
To see that smile
And as he pumps his gas
You can bet your ass
He does it in style
But there’s more to life than tight jeans
Blue eyes and wedding rings
So today she’ll choose dignity and
Won’t let check the rearview
As the tires spin
And she drives away


Little girl lost
It’s not your fault
Sometimes buildings fall
Sometime they just don’t come home
Men get caught in games they play
But the hurt goes away
So don’t lose your hope
It’s still your show
Little girl lost