She's up to it again, old habits rarely die

Sh'e tying off her arm, getting ready for a ride

A sudden rush kicks in, takes control of everything

Soon she'll be numb, wishing she was clean


My heroin, my heroin princess needs to find, her way

My heroin, heroin princess needs someone else, to save the day


Living on the streets is harder than i looks,

Walk a mile in her shoes and tell me what it's like to be hooked

Scrounging for a fix, a necessity she hates

She's higher than a kite, wishing she was straight


Track marks dot her arms, like dominos

How did  she get this way, nobody knows