She takes a drink before she blots her lips Quiet through the door And sure to pick up her tips Shes sure to leave before he turns over Facing her choices Is too hard when shes sober Shes been to meetings But its more of a cry for help Wont share her story Goes home and starts cutting herself You may turn your head when you see her on the street But before you judge her by her defeat Just know Shes an American Daughter Mama ran off and left her to the slaughter 16 going on 45 Lucky if she hits 18 alive She cant remember her father Shes an American Daughter She checks the pipe before she clicks to light Hopin the c**aine Will keep her warm through the night She stands alone where the cops dont patrol Flaggin down a ride And giving up all control Shes got her reasons Why she wont ever ask for help Would you trust people Given the hand that shes been dealt? You may find yourself thinking she could be much more But are you willing to open that door?