Frankie

Frankie, when will we stop picking men?
We push us away from them
We love the unlovable one
It's great distance
And then we're safe, no one escapes
'Cause no one gets in and we feel like we win

What happens to the girls
Born into a dark little world
Born into a war
Only one thing you're good for
So you prove them wrong and show them you're strong
That you don't need love
And you can hurt yourself better than anyone else

Frankie, will we be alone 'til the end?
I wish I could think something different
You know the men we adore
Only one thing they're good for
The unfortunate ones get hurt when they're young
And then they hurt someone else
Or they just hurt themselves
And that's what we do, Frankie, me and you