Lyrics The Distillers – Young Girl

We were young girls in a small world
I’m on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again
Ringing your bell again
We were young girls in a small world

I’m sorry Gerti Rouge all that you’re through
Looking for love that never stabbed your heart
And probably never will
It’s a lie when you are telling the truth
It’s the truth when you are telling a lie
Spread your legs then get down on your knees
And pray it never happens again

We were young girls in a small world
I’m on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again
Ringing your bell again
We were young girls in a small world
I’m on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again
Ringing your bell again

Well, here I am on your doorstep again
I let the winds of time pass through my life
Oh maybe there’s an end
Who the fuck protects you?
Who the fuck is going to resurrect you?
It’s a sorrowed truth the truth is not a lie
Come on up baby
Don’t go and burn in the fire