Zebra Tracks - Isabelle Creeps

ISABELLE CREEPS Isabelle strips... on her own Drawing a smile... of her own Foolish and naive... in her home Blood in her hands... from now on She was terrified She fell down on the floor until he's gone He won't pay no mind He won't touch her again from now on She made it all up... on her own Shuttered inside... of her own Isabelle creeps... on the floor Biting her lips... closed the door She was terrified She fell down on the floor until he's gone He won't pay no mind He won't touch her again from now on You said you need me, why did you lie to me I'm on my own You said you would die for me, how did you die for me From my own hand