Girl Singing In The Wreckage

It’s my primary instinct to protect the child
Girl singing in the wreckage
My dress is torn, my hair is wild
Girl singing in the wreckage
My first car, my early boyfriends
Girl singing in the wreckage
Wet weekends, New Year’s Eve parties
Girl singing in the wreckage
Hour after hour after hour
Hour after hour after hour
My 18th birthday, I’ll die of boredom
Girl singing in the wreckage
My private world is smashed right open
Girl singing in the wreckage
My first trip, my expectation
I had a dream that it would end like this
No destiny, no destination
You hit the ground and then it stops
Hour after hour after hour
Hour after hour after hour
Hour after hour after hour
Hour after hour after hour
I miss my hometown, it’s nothing special
Call my parents let them know I’ve arrived
(Girl singing in the wreckage)
My primary instinct is to protect the child
Send the postcard from the airport
(Girl singing in the wreckage)