she was not the kind of girl
to leave herself behind
or grab unto the honors
when the wars of love unwind
no no no no not at all
she was ready for the call to action
she was full of yes and no
and everything between
morning and the evening were her favorite Halloweens
black hats on her bedroom wall
she was ready for the call to action
she would look you in the eye
squinting like a cat
asking for your brief attention
ratta tat tat tat
that's the sound you heard
when her words came out at you
a pretty face lost in the crowd
she couldn't understand;
it's the kind of ignorance
that needs a reprimand
they probably need an overhaul
she is ready for the call to action
(repeat chorus)