She isn't sure what day it is
But she know it isn't Tuesday
She can't remember her last meal
But it was probably last Tuesday

In a while she knows she won't feel so ill
In a while she knows she won't feel so ill
Far away
She'll be far away and lost in joy

Now she's trying to get clean
She wants to get out of that scene

But in a while she knows she won't feel so ill
In a while she knows she won't feel so ill
Far away
She'll be far away and lost in joy

Dirty needles and broken dreams
Now she's dying to get out of that scene
Dirty needles and broken dreams
Life ain't anything at all (…)

And she's trying so hard
To make it better

And in a while she knows she won't feel so ill
In a while she knows she won't feel so ill
Far away
She'll be far away and lost in joy

She'll be far away and lost in joy