[Verse]
           
Alone, listles

           
s. Breakfast t

           
able in an oth

       
erwise empty r

oom.
           
Young girl, vi

           
olence. Center

           
 of her own at

       
tention.
           
The mother rea

             
ds aloud, chil

           
d tries to und

       
erstand it.
           
Tries to make 

 
her proud.
           
The shades go 

           
down. It's in 

              
her head.
              
Painted room. 

        
Can't deny the

           
re's something

    
 wrong.


[Chorus]
           
Don't call me 

              
daughter. Not 

         
fit to.
           
The picture ke

              
pt will remind

         
 me.
           
Don't call me 

              
daughter. Not 

         
fit to.
           
The picture ke

              
pt will remind

         
 me.
           
Don't call me.

                 
..

(                  ) 


[Bridge]
        
She holds the 

         
hand that hold

            
s her down.
        
She will rise 

           
above. Ooh... 

                             
Oh.

(                                       )


[Chorus]

Don't call me 

daughter. Not 

fit to.

The picture ke

pt will remind

 me.

Don't call me 

daughter. Not 

fit to be.

The picture ke

pt will remind

 me.

Don't call me 

daughter. Not 

fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down. (x2)
The shades go... Go... Go...