Cant paint my nails pink   Cause I bite them all down   Gotta keep it quiet   I cant make a sound      I dye my hair black   Cause my mothers a blond   She doesnt know it but soon Ill be gone      Ive gotta little suitcase   Full of my dreams   Im gonna think hard   Of the person I could be   Ive gotta a kinda steam train   Waiting there for me   I better run fast   Before it leaves      I look so strange now   Not like myself   This little piggy   Is going to hell   I dont know nobody I trust enough to tell   He said hed kill me and Im sure that he will      Ive gotta little suitcase   Full of my dreams   Im gonna think hard   Of the person I could be   Ive gotta a kinda steam train   Waiting there for me   Wed better run fast   Before it leaves      Ive packed my bags now in my mind   I wont look back now   Theyll be so far behind   Worry about my sister   Shes so young and hes so strong   Think that when I leave here Ill take her along      Ive gotta little suitcase   Full of my dreams   Im gonna think hard   Of the person I could be   Ive gotta a kinda steam train   Waiting there for me   Wed better run fast   Before it leaves   Before it leaves