Frostbite

I'm the saddest girl on the train
My sweet apple flesh bruises easy
Chemicals shiver through me
Doctor can you give me something for the pain?

I hold on so tight to a thing no one understands
My knuckles go white, the prints are on my hands
and I'm not here to fight, I've got to let it go
let it go

I'm the saddest girl on the train
My peach blossom skin is spoiled with frost
One breath, one bite and I am lost
Doctor can you give me something for the pain?

I hold on so tight to a thing no one understands
My knuckles go white, the prints are on my hands
and I'm not here to fight, I've got to let it go
let it go

A little casual chemical
A little chemical parable

I hold on so tight to a thing no one understands
My knuckles go white, the prints are on my hands
and I'm not here to fight, I've got to let it go
let it go