It just keeps drivin' me

Every time those bloody words drip out from your mouth
Every time it cuts into my skin, my head bows but only
for a second, it just keeps drivin' me. I pick myself up.
Try and be as mean as you want, slice into my flesh,
but it doesn't matter as it just keeps drivin' me.

I just want to do better, hold my head higher,
slip on those stilettos and show the world exactly who
you cut up. I'll sew my own wounds, clean up the drops
of red scattered around the bathroom sink. You'll find
me looking down from the sky and the spotlight.

I'll hit the city lights, drown in the neon, the sounds
of cabs and the fast life. I don't turn around, refuse
to go back. You go with me, beside me, or else you're
behind me. I laugh as the cuts heal, the scars fade
but don't worry, it just keeps drivin' me forward.