Sweet 16

Get away from me is what she said
You're like a social disease
I'm so tired of being afraid of you
I better stop twisting his ears

Save yourself, look and see (Don't you touch me)
Think about it, sweet 16
You could be anywhere (Jesus help me)
See yourself standing there
(Come on, come on, come on...)
She's not dead
She's not dead

He can't stop forcing himself on her
He likes the way that she is
His heart beats, fingers all over her
His dirty breath smells of beer

Save yourself, look and see (Don't you touch me)
Think about it, sweet 16
You could be anywhere (Jesus help me)
See yourself standing there
(Come on, come on, come on...)
She's not dead
She's not dead, dead

Come a little closer to me
Come a little nearer, I won't

She works late so she can keep away
To scared to go to the police
So young, he's working her like a dog
He slapped her face so she'd clean
But one day while she was searching there
She came across a new toy
Her eyes filled as she loaded the weapon
Her mind races, she cries

Save yourself, look and see (Don't you touch me)
Think about it, sweet 16
You could be anywhere (Jesus help me)
See yourself standing there
(Come on, come on, come on...)
She's not dead
She's not dead, dead

(Come on, come on, come on...)
She's not dead, she's not dead
Come on! 

You're like a social disease