I knew a girl who like to draw
She drew pictures that nobody saw
She was most artistic at night
In the bathroom out of sight
She kept a secret nobody knew
And she didn't tell a soul
As her gallery grew
Her drawings where different
No pen and no paper
But needed a bandage now and again
As we stood by the river
She rolled up her sleeves and showed me her scars
She felt embarrassed and looked down at his shoes
Until I rolled up my sleeves and said
"I draw too"
