She'd stand alone and let the days go by.
She said she couldn't face him again he'd make her cry.
She waits for death alone in suicide.
She tries to bury this pain deep inside.
She wonders what's the point, what's the use.
All she wants to do these days is put her head in the noose.
I tried to tell her, there was an answer.
I tried to tell her that someone cared.
But she doesn't care.
She walked up to the cliff on that stormy night,
Voices in her head, but she never saw the light.
Thought of all the things but would never be.
She took her clothes off and plunged into the sea.
Always looking for the easy way out.
There's more to this world than sick and disease.
If you can't find it in God, if you can't find it in me, look to you.
She felt this pain at night, she claimed to live in strife,
A scared little girl.
She's dead now but that never fixed her life.
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