Rehtaeh

It's a slow death by a thousand words
That echo in her ears
It's not yet a scar, she bleeds from her heart
It's an old sky hiding nothing
Nothing to appease anyone at all
It's dark and it's cold, she's scared and alone

Hold on, dear life
To me, what's frayed is not a tear
Hold on, dear life
I see a young girl running scared
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with those that taunt you?
What would you have me do?

Who's to say that I ever would have found her?
Who's to say she could have been found at all?
The ifs and the hows, it's all over now
But tell me how you sat so stoic
Tell me, how was it that you sat so still?
Did a young girl's cries fall so hard onto deaf ears
That your eyes couldn't see what was clear?

Hold on, dear life
To me, what's frayed is not a tear
Hold on, dear life
I see a young girl running scared
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with those that taunt you?
What would you have me do?
I hope that the angels save you
'Cause all the king's men have failed you
What would you have me do?
Retaya

Now the echo has turned to a chorus
Of the devil's favorite song
And it opens her scars, it rips her apart

Hold on, dear life
To me, what's frayed is not a tear
Hold on, dear life
I see a young girl running scared
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with those that taunt you?
What would you have me do?

Whatever you lost, I'll find it
Before another young voice goes quiet
What would you have me do?
Retaya
What would you have me do?
Retaya
What would you have me do?
Retaya
Retaya
Retaya
Retaya
Retaya