Big girl, little girl, you're a rip curl Tearing your way through this huge swirl I know you're mad, you're on a war path You know you don't want to bury more Friends Then we could be friends I wish that we were friends But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy Yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh Big girl, it's hell being unwell You know you're stuck where you fell Your words give birth like a Rosemary You know you don't want to bury more Friends Then we could be friends I wish that we were friends But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy Friends Then we could be friends I wish that we were friends But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy Can't bury more friends Then we could be friends I wish that we were friends But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy Friends Yeah we could be friends I wish that we were friends But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy You know with every cruel word that you utter That you bury yourself even deeper every day Oh, little girl, there's enough love in this circle You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain You know with every cruel word that you utter That you bury yourself even deeper every day Oh, little girl, there's enough love in this circle You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain You know with every cruel word that you utter That you bury yourself even deeper every day Oh, little girl, there's enough love in this circle You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain

You're just a little girl (with blue eyes) Everybody looks at you (well, it's your day) And you're stepping from the black car But you'll be getting back in soon (and on your way) Little girl (with blue eyes) There's a hole in your heart and one between your legs You've never had to wonder which one he's going to fill in spite of what he said You'll never get away hey you'll give it up one day come what may Dad's not got a shot-gun But his look's enough to murder you (see what you've done) and forget about the paintings 'Cos you'd better get the washing done (oh something's wrong) Little girl (with blue eyes) There's a hole in your heart and one between your legs You've never had to wonder which one he's going to fill in spite of what he said You'll never get away Hey you'll give it up one day come what may Face down on the pavement, chalk lines round your little hands (hit and run) And now a mother sits in silence in a darkness she can't understand (where you've gone) Oh little girl (with blue eyes) There's a hole in your heart and one between your legs You've never had to wonder which one he's going to fill in spite of what he said You'll never get away Hey you'll give it up one day come what may.