She's only 15 years old with nowhere to go.
She's just looking for a place where she can finally breathe.
The people aren't seeing
That her hearts barely beating.
And that's the way it's gonna stay.
Cause the people on the street
Don't know she's listening
And the words they speak
Crush her soul so weak.
But she acts fine
Until she gets home that night
Chooses her best knife
And takes her life.
