Cocktail Bar

I met him at a cocktail bar
I didn’t know who he was
When I woke up, he was fucking me
And now I feel a little slutty
Won’t somebody hold my hand?
I need someone who will understand
Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?
I’m not the girl that I want to be
I wake up with a memory of
Driving around in my car
My blackouts getting more extreme
Nobody left to blame but me
Won’t somebody hold my hand?
I need someone who will understand
Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?
I’m not the girl that I want to be
Dumped out on the lawn again
I don’t know my name
Won’t somebody hold my hand?
I need someone who will understand
Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?
I’m not the girl that I want to be
Won’t somebody hold my hand?
I need someone who will understand
Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?
Where is the girl that I used to be?