No one ever seems to understand her    I don’t think that her parents even planned her    And everywhere she goes she feels rejected    Miscommunication is expected       She’s crying for direction    Lost in her reflection    All the while pretending she’s alive    She’s trying not to show it    But everybody knows it    Something is just killing her inside       Like a recall on your television screen    She was someone you would never want to see    And things never worked out the way she planned    Every drop of blood she had is on your hands       Maybe someday soon when she’s alone    She’ll decide to take a life that’s not her own    Lying on the ground beside her gun    Never knowing she’s not the only one    All she ever needed was a voice    Telling here that she could make a different choice    Now is not the time cause it’s too late    What good is God doing you when He is only faith