I met a girl today
her heart so hard and cold...

We're both so different
Yet both the Same...

In the quiet of her bedroom
while the four small children sleep...

The walls still hold the echoes
of a nine-year-old’s despair...

I swear I'm cursed
I say this every day...

We're both so different
Yet both the Same...

Listen to my story
i won't tell it again...