She always wanted to be just like
That guy from catcher in the rye
One day I knew that she would die
Into the arms of a walking lie
Down in the basement
These muffled tears
Will never replace
Never replace
The face
The soul
The person
That death had stole
I'll never see it the same way again
She followed the road to its dead end
Go on and cry, it'll never make amends
You're just a mourning person without a friend
You'll always be
A mourning person
Your wimpy tears
Will only erase
Only erase
Your face
Your soul
Your life
Spinning out of control
Just tell yourself
No more fears
No more tears
No more questioning all the years
No more sorrow
No more to follow
Just get a life and don't fear tomorrow