They Killed You
They touch your hands,
They touch your arms,
They touch your chest,
They touch your heart,
And they don't know you,
Their fingers leave scars
Underneath, underneath.
So under your skin you ask,
For a way to forget, to forget,
And every year after they killed you,
You tried to get close but you pulled away,
Every year after they killed you,
Tried to get close but pulled away,
Every year after they killed you,
You tried to get close but pulled away,
You pulled away.