Moving On Lyrics - Kimya Dawson

She was reunited with the father of her kids 

He said, "It wasn't me, it was the booze, I know not what I did" 

She said, "You filled the bathtub with my blood 

When you bashed in my head 

You can go to hell, I'm moving on 

You can go to hell, I'm moving on" 

Then she saw her mom who said, "I love you, sweet baby" 

She said, "Then why'd you beat me until I started to bleed? 

You starved me too, I had to dance for money in the street 

You can go to hell, I'm moving on 

You can go to hell, I'm moving on" 

Running from the one who gave her life 

Running from the man who called her wife 

She will find a way out I am sure 

Then no one can hurt her anymore 

When she got there, the old man was holding a tutu 

And a pair of brand new pink capezio toe shoes 

She laughed and said, "Excuse me, Sir, do those belong to you?" 

He said, "No, they're yours, go put them on" 

He said, "No, they're yours, go put them on" 

The stage was big as every place she'd ever lived combined 

And there were wooden soldiers there that were three times her size 

With a plie and a releve, her dreams were realized 

She said, "But I thought Clara was a blonde" 

She said, "But I thought Clara was a blonde" 

The old man said, "Now princess, yes, your hair's as black as night 

But prima ballerinas, now we know aren't always white 

A million people saying something's so, don't make it right" 

She said, "I've died and gone to heaven 

I've died and gone to heaven" 

Running from the one who gave her life 

Running from the man who called her wife 

She will find a way out, I am sure 

Then no one can hurt her anymore