The beast is the reflection at the bottom of her coffee cup
All the problems she has now are her own to this she has to face up
Well all her problems are out here on the shelf
And the only person who will be able to help her
Is the one the only herself
And she's blaming everybody else
And she's taking it out on everybody else
And there's no one who will escape the wrath
Of this beast on her chosen path
Why do they go out and leave her at home?
Who knows what she'll do when she's left there
All alone
She's making up ways to destroy her life
Well she'd really like to stab herself in the heart
Unfortunately she can't find a knife
And she's blaming everybody else
And she's taking it out on everybody else
And there's no one who will escape the wrath
Of this beast on her chosen path
Well she finally thinks she's found what she's always
Been looking for
Has that thing that she calls happiness
Finally woke up and
Arrived at her front door
And she knows it's too good to be true
For that girl was never born to be
Just like you or you
And she's not blaming anybody else
And she's learning to accept herself for herself
And she's decided to end this length of wrath
For that beast is now only in her past