Surrounded by bastards who will never care
Lying in a dark room with an open wrist
Putting up with far more than her rightful share
The only good news is the knife missed
How many more stupid, hurtful boys can you put into her life?
Where the hell were you when she lay there with the knife?
A good soul was born to a bastard and a bitch!
Everyone she's ever had has left her in the ditch!
How much more can you hold her down for things she didn't do?
How is any living soul supposed to keep their faith in you?
She's always lent her shoulder to her friends when they needed to cry.
What kind of sick, perverted God would try to make her give up and die?
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE!?
You could have put some caring people in her reach
You could have given her to parents who love before they preach
You've given her enough to make her infinitely strong
BUT YOU'VE GONE BEYOND INFINITY TO DO HER NOTHING BUT WRONG!
Give her back her life and take away her pain!
Wipe the sludge away and start a clean, new slate!
What happened to your promise to eventually stop the rain?
What is it gonna take to make this storm abate?
Give her happiness and love and let her reach good years.
Send her a cherubim to wipe away her tears.
And if you can't give a cent to a dying flower,
At least don't try to stop me, 'cause I'm gonna take that power.