She fell off her bed
Landing on her knees
She screamed so loud
She begged oh please
Her dad was drunk
Again, what's new?
He beat her bad
He said she was through
He is a good man
When not drunk
She thought as he
Shoved her in the trunk
He drove so fast
Screamed it's the end
Crammed so tight
She needed a friend
She should have done
Something before
She should have gone
Through the door
All of a sudden
The car tried to halt
As she cried
It's not my fault
Bloody and bruised
She grabbed a knife
In that blue trunk
She took her life
Next day her dad
Cried with shame
He told his wife
He's to blame
He grabbed the lamp
So beautiful and bright
I could have stopped
As he turned out the light
He told his wife
Go to bed
All I need
Is to clear my head
He went outside
Lit his cigar
Took a drag
And went to the car
Thought of what
She got served
This life of mine
I don't deserve
He lay next to her
And took that knife
In that blue trunk
He took his life
The next day
His wife full of shame
I could have stopped him
I am to blame
She went outside
Her vodka she drank
She threw it so hard
Watched as it sank
She thought of what
They got served
This life is what
I don't deserve
She lay by them
And took that knife
And in that blue trunk
She took her life.
