You'll hear a girl crying in the distance
You'll hear the sirens and dream in reminiscence
The headlines scream, "Girl Dead From Lust"
Only because there was no one to trust
Maybe if someone cared a little bit more
The girl wouldn't be lifeless on the floor
The tiles are black and white with a splash of red
Knowing this, they knew she was dead
Her poems show a sad girl in pain
Not for attention, never in vain
As this story unfolds she had one last cry
She had something to say before she had to die
I said it slowly and released my pain
"I swear to god, my life was only a game.
I wish I would never hurt again...
Never hurt again"
