This Little Girl

You know we're so alone wherever we go You know we don't fit in, we'll never fit in You know we fly at risk, yeah we're flying at risk Hey, 'cause we're the shit, we're the shit (We're the shit) So what if all we do don't make any sense? You're just

tingmc.com You got your keys, but where you going? The third degree just isn't working Because you walked out without asking me come And if I followed you home, would you be alone? I checked your phone, 'coz it was beeping Are you alone? I know you'r