Free, she's ever so soft
Owned them all whenever she rocked
Always the same, riding that train
Double her dealing, exploiting that feeling
Hide, she's ever so scared
He's smoking in a high-winged chair
Experience pain on the end of that blade
Working, no never, revealing, not ever
She'll make it all up
She goes that far
Irene's the girl who fakes the star
Wants rid of her thorn
It's making her sore
Making light of her God given right
She's seen it all come
She's seen it go
What she hasn't seen, no-one will know
Wants life to break out
She's leaving self-doubt
Taking rent and independence