She's got nothing to do
Nowhere to be
Legs are glue
Callipers shining blue
She can't operate
She can't man the phone
Sister was the sitter
Who left her alone
She's got a moral compass
She can't calculate
The beating that she had to take
She had to seek her out
She had to escape
Cut the chains
Amputate
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
She's got something to do
Sister to bleed
I heard she only just learned her ABC
She's texting a ride
And buying a gun
Pinned a badge
Let's have some fun
She's speeding up
She's slowing down
Locked and loaded
Clipped back the frown
She's opening up the door
Let her shot off
Sister lying dead on the floor
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
She got a gun
She drew a gun
She's got nothing to do
No where to be
Cramped up in a cell for days and weeks
She can't operate
She can't man the phone
But she can dream all alone
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
I can't stand it (I can't stand it)
She got a gun
She drew a gun