Little War Child

I met her at the battle of the bands
She played bass, had blood on her hands
Backstage never came [?]
With what was sayin, yes I did

She kissed me like a vampire bite
Disappeared into the neon light
That's the time I thought of her
Somebody say, yeah

She's a little war child
A little bit too wild
Nothin' but a war child
At war with the world
To be yourself

Friday night at the picture show
Brought her to tears as the movie rolls
All i think about is leather [?]
[?], woah

Shе's a little war child
A little bit too wild
Nothin' but a war child
At war with the world
To bе yourself [?]

She's seekin' pleasure like the devil [gates drive?]
[?] head crash and a wild cat side
What a life, oh what a
Way to die

She's a little war child
A little bit too wild
Nothin' but a war child
At war with the world
To be yourself [?]

She's a little war child
She's a little war child
A rock and roll war child