she didn't mind
before coming to me
she stopped-by herself again
time passes it flies
she didn't get hung up
she cut her wrist
before seeing you on the road
she'll bleed and die soon
she says I don't care
I don't care
since you died I
pff, what's it to you?!
what's it to you?!
she's gone now she has cut off all contact with you
she's always troubled
she finds herself
you tell her but no
she does what she knows it's best
you wouldn't come across with her
no one loves her
she remained single
roads will probably take her x2