Thate Girl

That girl over there,
She looks so strong.
That girl over there,
Pretends like nothings wrong.

That girl,
She cries those crimson tears.
That girl,
She forced to lie about her fears.

That girl,
She can barely make it through the day.
That girl,
Doesn’t understand how to pray.

That girl,
All she wants is to be saved.
That girl,
She wants to walk on streets of gold with Jesus,
Not a street that’s brick paved.

That girl,
I know her fairly well.
That girl,
She’s scared she’s going to hell.

That girl,
She wishes you’d open your eyes and see.
That girl,
I must confess, that girl…
Well, she’s me.