Lyrics The Distillers

The Distillers

Young Girl

We were young girls in a small world

I'm on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again

Ringing your bell again

We were young girls in a small world

I'm on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again

Ringing your bell again

I'm sorry Gerti Rouge all that you're through

Looking for love that never stabbed your heart

And probably never will

It's a lie when you are telling the truth

It's the truth when you are telling a lie

Spread your legs then get down on your knees

And pray it never happens again

We were young girls in a small world

I'm on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again

Ringing your bell again

We were young girls in a small world

I'm on your doorstep man, ringing your bell again

Ringing your bell again

Well, here I am on your doorstep again

I let the winds of time pass through my life

Oh maybe there's an end

Who the fuck protects you?

Who the fuck is going to resurrect you?

It's a sorrowed truth the truth is not a lie

Come on up baby

Don't go and burn in the fire