One Step Late

Yellin and screamin
Not knowing where we be going
Stressin and Drinkin
Now hungover walking
In the streets at night
Not knowing where it be leading
Looking for someone
To help her out
But no one hears her yelping
Screaming her lungs out
Hoping that someone would hear
Her innermost feelings
Which a single soul has never leaned in to hear
Now alone in the streets at night
Dont know where to go
She looks for a booth to call him up
To tell him and clear things up with wassup
Drowzed in tears
Lookin high
She puts the phone down with the busy tone
Now walkin into da one way street
She hears nothin but her soul talkin
Thinks of how he turned out the way he did
Headlightss shinning so bright
In her eyes, the light turns white
Now she lays in the side of the street with a body no soul