Lene Marlin

What if she twisted
The truth to fit in
Hide all the scars
Where to begin
There are so many
The tales of her life
Some are too deep
Cut with a knife
Some of them will never
Never disappear
Just like the screams
And the crying she'll hear
You could come to get her
You could have
You could come to protect her
You should have
Somehow she managed, she's still around
Every night she closes her eyes
Talks to the angels then cries
But no one came to take her away
Just the way it is
Nothing would change
Always like this
Then she just gave up
Gave up trying
A part of her still
She was hoping