No one ever seems to understand her
I don’t think that her parents even planned her
And everywhere she goes she feels rejected
Miscommunication is expected

She’s crying for direction
Lost in her reflection
All the while pretending she’s alive
She’s trying not to show it
But everybody knows it
Something is just killing her inside

Like a recall on your television screen
She was someone you would never want to see
And things never worked out the way she planned
Every drop of blood she had is on your hands

Maybe someday soon when she’s alone
She’ll decide to take a life that’s not her own
Lying on the ground beside her gun
Never knowing she’s not the only one
All she ever needed was a voice
Telling here that she could make a different choice
Now is not the time cause it’s too late
What good is God doing you when He is only faith