Oh pity her little heart,

who has been damaged,

and has been cut,

before its time.

Oh pity her little soul,

who has been broken,

and has been torn,

before its time.

Oh how sad is it for me,

for me to blame it all on you,

for you were my salvation,

and my death.

Oh pity her little heart,

who screams everyday,

without anyone hearing,

waiting for another you,

to fix it.