She shut her eyes and blocked her ears,
she kept her smile to block her tears,
she held it in for way to long,
she thought that she could do no wrong,
until the day she heard that song,
it changed her life from that point on,
it got to the point where she took her life,
with a rusty kitchen knife,
she wishes she could turn back time,
to the day where he was hers and i had mine,
well she found out that he didn't feel the same way,
it was to bad to know how she loved him so,
and he went and just smashed her her like a bottle of beer,
so i will draw you a picture,
and I'll draw it clear,
I'll draw it in red,
I'll draw it on my wrist,
if i draw it correctly,
then a red fountain will appear,
and then all my troubles will just disappear.
