She looks down and sees,
a razor in her hand...

She wanted her mother,
to hold her when she cried...

Christmas lights are shining all around the room,
Why is mummy sleeping when there is no booze...

Take a deep breath,
close the eyes...

A baby in the belly,
a life inside...

She's silently crying,
while her parents fight...

What if I wanted to break?
Lie down to sleep at a wake...

Her feet wander along the broken path.
Blood trickles on the pebbles with each step...

Alcohol masks his breath,
another dying sigh leaves his lips...

Trees are weeping in despair,
the fox's howling it's not fair...

I lay awake every night,
dreading going to sleep...

Cry me every tear, and will fill up a bath, take...
Can you feel it running through your heart...