"...Because All Suffering Is Sweet To Me..."

(albüm: Lucy Gray - 2007)

You're not supposed to know this.
You're not supposed to feel a thing
But I've seen how they tear you apart.
The alcohol, the cutlery,
The words that cripple, and whispers that sting
Little boys and girls erase themselves with tenderness and ease.

She stutter steps through dreams
And to relatives it seems,
That history, just hasn't happened yet.
You're worth more than this to me.
You're worth more than you can see.
I don't care what the book said girl
You didn't die in vain.

I found you hanging on their words
From a noose you let them tie 'round your neck.
They took 13 years from you, but you kept the rest.
And the aches and pains and medicine
Mean nothing if you can feel your skin.
Little boys and girls this seems like hell
But you're worth more than you can take.

She stutter steps through dreams
And to relatives it seems,
That history, just hasn't happened yet.
You're worth more than this to me.
You're worth more than you can see.
I don't care what the book said girl
You didn't die in vain.

I know a girl who shares a name
With a guardian
She was a saint,
She was a saint.
[x3]

(They say she took her life today,
But I don't believe a word they say.)

She stutter steps through dreams
And to relatives it seems,
That history, just hasn't happened yet.

Cause I know a girl who shares a name
With a guardian
Don't be ashamed,
She was a saint.