Nobody would listen
Nobody even cared
She screamed for help
But nobody was ever there...
The girl who played the violin
Such a bad past
One too many sins
Tonight would be her last...
Never got over it
No matter how she tried
She stayed up all night
Listening to her own cries...
She went to the bathroom
Took the bullet to her head
Her parents heard the shot
And got up out of bed...
Their daughter was dead
A bullet hole in her head
Depression got the best of her
Why didn't they try their best???
The girl who played the violin
Only had one fear
The fear was forgotten
When music was there...
Everyone has something to escape
No matter what it is
So just remember: the past can hurt
But it gets better I promise...
The girl who played the violin
Never escaped her past
The violin was her friend
The only one she had...
