Worth It

Sick in her mind, memories she thought she left behind;
living in the phantom, brother of the ghost that eats her up inside.
Hidden meanings, mixed messages and lies, broken roads and beaten road signs;
hating her guts and leaving her with what she has left over from her binds.

She's gotta keep truckin' to keep herself strong;
Anyone would go crazy, staying in one place for too long

Love it or lose it, why is she left behind? She can't find recognition amongst her own kind;
Trapping the chicken-shit inside her own door, The only way to cure yourself is to make your life worth living for.