Sometimes, I wish I was ignorant. That I wasn’t able to put the pieces together. That I wasn’t woman, that the gift of intuition had passed me by. I wish I could just live carefree, believing the best in people.
But it’s not realistic.
People lie to use you.
Runaway, runaway, you are worse off if you stay, and on your own, on your own you’re not safe.
Keep your eyes, keep your eyes, keep them open all the time, see their lies, see their lies, you’re not safe.