She sits on floor while her bed stays made

Her knees to her chest, one more minute she'll wait

It was all too much for any person to carry 

So she closed her eyes and opened to Harry.

Harry knew she was pure with a heart too young 

And when he told her to "fucking grow up," he knew that it stung 

He wasn't thinking, it's not his fault, he didn't know what that did 

Cause last night Harry changed watching a father beat his own kid.

With his wife dead and his heart unrecovered, two years yesterday,

The pain he felt the first day has still not gone away.

Its been repressed and ignored with a thousand lies

Until he looked at his son and saw her eyes.

Still sitting on the floor, with something new in her hand

She knows once it touches her skin, she ll be ruining God's plan 

She just wanted someone to prove her wrong, that people do care

But she finally found her answer through Harrys hurtful swear

So the young girl killed herself feeling unloved and alone

She could have been saved if people let their problems be their own.