Now she's just a picture in a frame
A lonely girl who went insane
A black tear
A sharp blade
The red blood of a darkened shade
She bled to death while nobody knew
Her heart still honest, pure, and true
All she lacked was a little trust
And now she is burried in the dust
Not a teardrop from her friends
They had been preying for her life to end
Her mother just stocked up on boose
While her father cut his life loose
This girl never had any love
So there was nothing to carry her soul above
All her life she'd never try
Until she was determined to die
What she thought would happen did
Not a tear was shed for this kid