A girl walking home was found dead down by the water
The same age as me with just as much as dreams, now they're gone
I'm scared for my life on a regular basis
I look for the signs in the smiling faces of men I don't know
And men that I do
They tell you that you can never be too safe
Hold my keys in my knuckles just in case
Keep my will on the windowsill in my room
Am I just a headline waiting to happen?
A crumpled up paper, a moment's distraction
A notification from CNN news, deleted with practiced detachment
Oh God, when she's gone
Do you care at all?
Oh God, when I'm gone, will you even notice?
They're killing all the girls and we're used to it
Tell me I could be next, I get used to it
They're killing all the girls and we're used to it
Tell me I could be next, I get used to it
A girl that I know was followed home on the subway
A few steps behind, undressed her with his eyes
While she ran
They'll tell you that she was asking for it
If she liked living, shouldn't have worn it
You're responsible for men's self-control
Am I just a headline waiting to happen?
A crumpled up paper, a moment's distraction
A notification from CNN news, deleted with practiced detachment
Oh God, when she's gone
Do you care at all?
Oh God, when I'm gone, will you even notice?
They're killing all the girls and we're used to it
Tell me I could be next, I get used to it
They're killing all the girls and we're used to it
Tell me I could be next, I get used to it
Jesus Christ and his holy eyes watched him steal my innocence
A trauma response, a suicide watch
I wanna jump out of my skin
Am I just a headline waiting to happen?
A crumpled up paper, a moment's distraction
A notification from CNN news, deleted with practiced detachment
