Scarlet Prt. 3: Ended, by *Psychopathic Child* Subscribe to rss feed for *Psychopathic Child*

She sits on that lonely chair
Confined in her own despair 
Thinks back to that night
When she drank too much to feel
That's when she got behind the wheel
Drove to fast
Slid across and crashed
She hit that big semi
And that's when she had to say good-bye
To her love that died
She has to live without him never to be his wife
Because she's the one who ended his life
Posted: 2011-09-29 02:24:08 UTC

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