She was only seventeen,
and forced to blame it on herself,
as she hides away to tame the pain she feels,
She was thrown into a scene,
a drunken man without a will,
And the God that makes mistakes and still pretends,
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away
She was only trying to breathe,
Her broken nails had sliced his skin,
As he bruised her face she fades away again,
When she came to at the scene,
A fevered will,
And a match in hand
As she watched the flame
She felt alive again
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away
Can you feel
Can you feel
Can you feel
Can you feel
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away
And I'll be strong
And I will sing
And I will take your pain away