Why, oh
why?
She cries from all the lies. She's on her death bed. Why, oh why?
Her father beats. And her mother cheats. She doesnt know. Who is
watching. Or who is loving. Every night she practically dies. She
always cries. Why, oh why? She holds on tight.For the bumpy ride.
She prays every night. Only for others. They all see the cuts.But
they dont what. She loves them. They hate her. She cries some
more.Just another reason. To hit a little more. This is her last
night. Before the fight.
Why, oh
why?