Amanda is in love
With the sight of the moon
She's got pale green stars
In her room
Right above her bed
Put them on the ceiling
Leave on the light
When the sun goes down
Then the stars might shine
Shining in the dark
Skinny little girl in her room alone
She's got hell to spare
In her home
If you can call it a home
Doesn't want to be
Like anybody else
When no one is around
She talks to herself
I can hear her in the night
Hey -- hey yeah
It's hard on a girl
When the blood won't come
When it ought to come
It's hard on a girl
When you try to walk around
On the shaky ground
Hey, hey
Daddy's going away
Scared little girl
Watching Aladdin on TV
Amanda always cries
When you yell at me
Yeah -- please don't yell at me
Climb up all the stairs
Close the door
Doesn't want to
Hear us fighting anymore
Yeah, better call it a day
Hey -- hey yeah
It's hard on a young girl
She thinks it's all her fault
When it all goes wrong
It's hard on a grown man too
See my baby crying at the window
Calling out my name