Cocktail Bar - Ali Barter

I met him at a cocktail bar

I didn’t know who he was

When I woke up, he was fucking me

And now I feel a little slutty

Won’t somebody hold my hand?

I need someone who will understand

Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?

I’m not the girl that I want to be

I wake up with a memory of

Driving around in my car

My blackouts getting more extreme

Nobody left to blame but me

Won’t somebody hold my hand?

I need someone who will understand

Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?

I’m not the girl that I want to be

Dumped out on the lawn again

I don’t know my name

Won’t somebody hold my hand?

I need someone who will understand

Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?

I’m not the girl that I want to be

Won’t somebody hold my hand?

I need someone who will understand

Wash it away, won’t you make me clean?

Where is the girl that I used to be?