She lies in pain
Nothing to gain
Caught on the lure
No longer pure
A blade, a knife
Run out of strife
A trickle
A drop
Why can't she stop
A burn
A bandage
She can't stand it
She lies in pain.
Gone with the rain.
She who lies in pain
She lies in pain
Nothing to gain
Caught on the lure
No longer pure
A blade, a knife
Run out of strife
A trickle
A drop
Why can't she stop
A burn
A bandage
She can't stand it
She lies in pain.
Gone with the rain.