With the world now at your back Rebel piercing in your hand Will your father hold you close or does he throw away the band Know that home is where the heart beats all that Blood that's clean and ran And that he was scared and unprepared that you would cut the thread You gotta make it on your own You're in that city all alone, girl No, don't pick up the phone, girl The world is yours, and you're still alone girl You gotta make it on your own You're in that city all alone, girl No, don't pick up the phone, girl The world is yours, and you're still alone girl As the years have passed, you by You're a woman now reborn Will you see him for his kind attempts or Look at him with scorn And don't be mad, at what you had Just look at it like this Without connection or affection I know that you'd be missed You gotta make it on your own You're in that city all alone, girl No, don't pick up the phone, girl The world is yours, and you're still alone girl You gotta make it on your own You're in that city all alone, girl No, don't pick up the phone, girl The world is yours, and you're still alone girl