Story starts in a graveyard
A fourteen year old girl committed suicide
As the priest pronounces "rest in peace"
Her mother breaks down in tears
Her daddy just stares at the distant trees
The strange thing is a week ago
She was fine and you never would have known what happened
So suddenly, now her family's thinking what could it be?
They're asking round school "was she getting bullied?
Did she ever seem upset, did she ever seem worried"?
The search must go on
The search must go on
Fourteen years is a short life
Too young to die
Let's take it back four weeks ago
She was having a hard time at school
She was feeling low
Waiting for home time
Where she gets alone time
And sits in her bedroom crying
Cuts off the phone line
Decides to take off her make-up and post a picture on facebook
To show the bullies at school that she didn't care how her face looked
The comments came rolling in: "you're ugly, you don't fit in"
This went on for two weeks; too weeks the bullies just won't give in
Fourteen years is a short life
Too young to die
Every night was the same
Bulling going on like again
None of this was her fault but she took the blame
Everywhere that she goes, people are taking the mick out of her clothes
And the way she walks and the way she talks
The sadness inside of her grows
It's all getting too much to bare
There's no-one to talk to 'cause nobody cares
She empties a bottle of pills
Says her final prayers; "goodbye"