Killer
She has always been dead-right.
She hangs on for the ride.
She has caused protection.
(Hoping against hope I am crying to your arms)
She knows that she will die.
But she will march straight in
Only she knows how high.
The tears fall off her chin
She knows she can't lose
She knows it's all hers
She knows she can't lose now.
Her heart was broken
It will be again
She has never given up.
(Say a prayer.)
Hoping against hope, I am crying to your arms.
Sadly she shakes her head as one walks away,
A soul falls to the ground
She knows she can't lose now.
Copyright © Camille Beck | Year Posted 2007
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