My Girl

She say she's in trouble.
I ask her what's wrong?
She tells me she's losing her friend to drugs,
I'm silent after that...

After a bit, I ask if there's anything else?
"I'm a whore or so I've heard," she answers.
I'm in shock with this and ask her what she did
She told me she made out with 3 guys and rumors started to fly

I wish I could be with her,
I want to comfort her.
I don't care if she cries all night,
I just want to stay with her so she knows that someone cares...

I also wish I could kill the bastards who make her life miserable
She's my girl and although I'll never date,
I'm the one who cares for her the most besides God.
I would do anything for my girl, Emily.