So full of rage and lost ambition
She bites her lip just to keep you guessin’
Stars on her arms, holes in her ears
The scars on her heart hide all her fears.
Lost alone, nowhere to go
How I feel, she’ll never know
She’s so pretty in punk
Pink hair, spiked belt, and a black t-shirt
A million and one ways to express the hurt
Sleeves of cloth or sleeves of ink
She’s lost in nicotine, she’s lost in her drink
She’s not alone, a place to go
How she feels, We all should know
She’s so pretty in punk
Music is our only hope, always there always to run to
The only friends we have that know just what to do
We’re not alone, This now I know
Just how I feel, I’ll let her know
Cause she’s so pretty in punk
