Sanoja: The Fast Track. Weak Knees.

She gets up and starts another day
Stumbles toward the daily grind and is on her way past the
Faces that don?t even know her name
Just another tragic tale these hallways shaped

You?re getting up to be knocked down

She screams
no one understands her
That there is no prince
To carry her home

The time cards punched, the hours blur
These days at dead end jobs, lead to nights of slurred words
This lifestyle just takes a toll on her
Every mistake she makes drowns out her self worth

You?re getting up to be knocked down

She screams
No one understands her
That there is no prince
To carry her home
But my heart is pounding
And my knees are weak
For this broken girl who doesn?t notice

Another kiss another crutch
Her fear of loneliness will trump true love

You?re getting up to be knocked down

She screams
No one understands her
That there is no prince
To carry her home
But my heart is pounding
And my knees are weak
For this broken girl who doesn?t notice

When you?re down and out, let me pick you up
I?ll be waiting just hold out your hand
When the sun sets, and takes you with it
Just know these nights will end
And they end
Don?t be so scared
This boy will catch up with you someday

She screams
No one understands her
That there is no prince
To carry her home
But my heart is pounding
And my knees are weak
For this broken girl who doesn?t notice