Affectation was an early sign of a twisted mind
All virtues had faded away, apprehension made her cold
But warm she was inside, the child within her died
And left her with a heart of stoneSurface anger was a thin disguise, yet at night she cries
Behold the pain in her eyes, degradation was a grind
Her true self left behind, compassion you will find
Hidden by a veil of deceptionAnd so the story goes
That's the way she chose to live her life
And anybody knows the way it feels when you hurt inside
She's running from herself, the game of life in which she playedLooking back upon the early years, there was room for tears
But she chose to push them away, condemnation was a vice
She chose to roll the dice, and so she paid the price
Misery was her only friendInner feelings were a neutral zone though she tried to condone
In a world she faced so alone, her salvation came too late
And on that day she died, no one even cried
Forgot about the veil of deceptionAnd so the story goes
That's the way she chose to live her life
And anybody knows the way it feels when your hurt inside
She's running from herself, the game of life in which she played