its funny how fairy tales start with sunny days
but fairy tales end happy right ?
funny how my life will never be happy again
how suddenly i cant sleep at night

you will never know the pain you caused
the sorrow in my soul
its hard to trust a male again
before i close this hole

they called you chad but i called you satan
how could you **** a child ?
for i had just discovered puberty
for at 15 you made me wild

did you not like the way i stood up for myself
is that why you made me cry
is that why you took advantage of my body
and hurt me till i died

i had never told anyone about what happened that day
i was scared of what they would say
my 'friends' who saw what you did that day
said 'she wanted it either way'

im sorry but whether you're drunk or sober
no still means no
and now when i sleep at night i wake up screaming
'chad let me go!'

ironically they shot and murdered you
a few weeks from now
but i swear on that day you murdered me
without knowing how