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She's the girl,
in the parking lot of the liquor store.
On her knees for some guy,
because she's too young to go buy the vodka herself.

She's the girl,
kissing him on the cheek,
with that cat-like smirk,
Pocketing the bottle of poison,
and turning an ivory skin back.

She's the girl,
pressing 100 miles an hour,
with the star-kissed sky,
and the city lights
blurring as she speeds through the streets.

She's the girl,
showing up an hour late
for her school dance.
In that little black dress,
that every guy wished was less,
and every girl wished were handcuffs.

She's the girl,
coyly biting her lip,
wryly smiling your way,
playfully blowing a kiss,
as she heads for the punch bowl.

She's the girl,
watching the colorless liquid
seep into the red,
Grinning to herself,
as she sees havoc in the future.

She's the girl,
spreading her crimson lipstick
across the face of a dozen guys.
As the music pounds to the beat
of a thousand thrashing hearts,
and laughter spreads through the air,
like the alcohol through their veins.

She's the girl,
that thinks this temporary fun,
this reckless lifestyle,
is replacement for love or happiness.

She's the girl,
that thinks if she can ruin everyone else around her,
make them as drunk,
as fucked up,
and broken down as she is,
maybe she'll finally know what a true smile feels like.