You Don't Know Her.

You don't know her.
But she hears you. Laughing while you walk by.
And she feels it, all the happiness you have inside.
But you can't see her, as she hides within her deadbolt room.
The shades are down, and within the silence she's consumed.
Her eyes are glassy as she fights to hold onto that memory of happiness.
The one that she remembers in your laugh.
But right now she's dying, within that empty abyss
She's so sick of fighting, just to be torn in half.
And something always goes wrong.
She has no one.
Her shaking hands dial another number.
If it's just gonna ring, she's done.
Her mind rolls back the thunder
the dark cloud that hangs over her head
But whose gonna save her when her life's through
and she wishes she was dead
No, not you.
Cause you don't know her.