“She sits there in silence, she’s too scared to speak
Fighting off the violent thoughts inside her head this week
She’ll never run away from the memories
Nobody can tell that she’s suffering
And she still gets dressed up, even though she’s messed up
(Ah, ah) How many times is this gonna happen?
(Ah, ah) Are we gonna cry alone in the bathroom?
No one knows, no one sees, but I feel it tightening
Baby, I wear it like a choker, I wear it like a choker
In my bones hidden deep, this anxiety in me
Baby, I wear it like a choker, I wear it like a choker”
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