

(mmmmm) Four separate doors
Four different cars
They tore down my house Left me
matching the stars (oh
God)
In the dark of the street
I fell to the floor
Found a bitter escape
Behind a locked door
(no more, no more)
Now the paper trail is clear
They admit they made the breach
But the victory feels so cold
When my babies are out of reach
They broke my life in pieces They left me in the dust
And now they say they're guilty
Of breaking every trust (yeah)
And just as I stand up to fight
The doctor
calls me
in
He says there is a shadow
I don't know how to win
(how do I
win?)
I just want my children
back
Before my time is run (ooh)