She stands at the corner waiting,
It's another night filled with others,
She does it for the attention, She loves the taste of a new fuck.
Three kids at home in a shanty one bedroom.
Fuck for the money. We'll fuck your money,
When I look in the mirror I see your face.
I came to protect you, home is where the heart is.
Home is where you make it. (x2)
Through the glass I see your eyes. (x7)
This city is serenity. (x8)
Through the glass I see your eyes. (x4)
