It's a slow death by a thousand words
That echo in her ear
It's not yet a scar, she bleeds from her heart
It's a nosedive right into nothing
Nothing to appease anyone at all
It's dark and it's cold, she's scared and alone
Hold on dear life to me
What's frayed is not a tear
Hold on dear life I see
A young girl running scared and
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with ghosts to taunt you
And what would you have me do
Who's to say that I ever would have found her
Who's to say she could have been found at all
The ifs and the hows, it's all over now
But tell me how you sat so stoic
Tell me how was it that you sat so still
Did a young girl's cries fall so hard onto deaf ears
That your eyes couldn't see what was clear
Hold on dear life to me
What's frayed is not a tear
Hold on dear life I see
A young girl running scared and
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with ghosts to taunt you
And what would you have me do
I hope that the angels save ya
Cause all the king's men have failed ya
And what would you have me do
Rehtaeh
Now the echoes turn to a chorus
Of the Devil's favorite song
And it opens her scars
It rips her apart
Hold on dear life to me
What's frayed is not a tear
Hold on dear life I see
A young girl running scared
What kind of a man would haunt you
And leave you with ghosts to taunt you
And what would you have me do
Whatever you lost I'll find it
Before another young voice goes quiet
What would you have me do
Rehtaeh
What would you have me do
Rehtaeh
What would you have me do
Rehtaeh