Words and music: Niles Borop and Rob Frazier

Well she never had the chance
To be a little girl
In a mr. Rogers fantasy world
Barely out of the cradle
Into grown up life she was hurled

When mom wasn't on the bottle
She beat up on the kid
And life became a living hell
Her father was no "daddy"
He couldn't keep his hands to himself

If she's got any heart left
It's sure not easy to tell

She's so hard
She's so hard to break through
Like a rock she just stands there
Cold and unmoved
She's so hard
Tell me what would you do
It's easy to hate her
When she's vulgar and rude
But she's never known the kind of love
Where she didn't get used

Standing on the corner
Supposed to be in school
Passing off the guys with a shrug
But she's not afraid of strangers
As long as they've got money or drugs

She's had a million boyfriends
She thinks she knows the score
She'll hurt your long before she gets hurt
She says, "You can't trust anybody
And love is just a dirty word"

If you're gonna help her
You better make up your mind