Hit Reset - The Julie Ruin

Deer hooves hanging on the wall

Shell casings in the closet hall

Drunk from a mug shaped like a breast

Punishing the people he loved best

Slept with the lights on on the floor

Behind a chair that blocked the door

Watching from bedroom to plate

Stability just words of hate

Oooh-oh

At least I made it out at fucking all

Oooh-oh

It’s a tightrope that I walked

You’re not that unlike me

Little girl don’t call my name

I like your little face

But little girl you’re just like me

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

That’s a concept

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

Hit reset

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

Give forget

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

Hit reset

Say my prayers two inches from death

Invisible gun pointed at my head

Sharp guns down in Mexico

Tell me things a kid should never know

Oooh-oh

At least I made it out at all

Oooh-oh

It’s a tightrope that I walked

Little girl don’t laugh at me

You call my name

Ha ha, you think you’re great

But you are just like me

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

That’s a concept

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

Hit reset

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

That’s a concept

I don’t think you’re sorry at all

Hit reset