Everything's gone
With lying eyes
The scab is picked
She cuts; she cries
She cries a lot
She never stops
She drinks the cup
She's had enough
She slowly falls
Upon her knees
The Musics dead
In a person like she
Sad by day
Alone by night
She gets her way
Flies like a kite
She pulls the trigger
The shot rings through
She's dead on the floor
With the music too
