The world was against her and she knew it
She had a chance but she blew it
Nothing was going her way
And no one was looking to stay

She packed up he rings and left
Ran away with her boy Seth
She was all messed up inside
They became Bonnie and Clyde

He hit her with a bat
He called her ******* fat
She cried all the time
She spelled herself only for a dime

They found her on a street
The cops told her parents they better take a seat
The school announced her tragic death
Girls carried on dating a boy like Seth

your eyes do not fool me I see your pain
the stains from your tears engraved on your face
the fake smile is driving you insane
and you are eager to vacate this place
love terrifies you more than anything
the monster under your bed is your friend
you tune out your feelings by singing
and all you feel is loneliness in the end
the words sting; especially when they're loud
you pretend there's no toxic in your heart
all your anger is stored in a dark cloud
and sings you to sleep, "til death do we part"
but nothing has ever discouraged you
even though the life you deserve is long overdue

With your hand in mine
Perhaps I'll be
Convinced that this life is
Anything but absurd.

once there was a smile
that was planted on a little girls face
it shined without cue
and it was kissed by her mother and father
each night

once there was a smile
that was glued onto a lonely girls face
it smiled because it had to
to cover up inside
and it pierced it's lips together
so it won't be kissed by the boys

once there was a girl with no smile
it had runaway
the girl never got a new one
because there was no reason to
the girl tragically faded with her smile
and they were both gone

I got flowers today
it wasn't our anniversary
or anything special
it was our first argument
he yelled into my face
and pushed me against the wall
I woke up on the floor
bruises
on my body
but, I know he must be sorry
because I got flowers today

I got flowers today
it wasn't my birthday
or Mother's Day
no
he hit me   hard
making me bleed
I thought about leaving
Where would I go?
What would happen?
I'm afraid of him
and I'm scared to leave
but I know,
he must be sorry
because I got flowers today

I got flowers today
lots and lots of flowers
today was different
today was special
it was my funeral
he finally killed me
maybe if I were strong enough
brave enough    to leave
maybe he wouldn't have had to be sorry
maybe I wouldn't have gotten flowers today