I knew I shouldn't be thinking like this
He was evil
That was it
There was no more
But what if there was?
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me solftly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
I remembered how he would soothe me
Tell me everything would be okay
He would comfort me
How could I not have seen it was all lies?
He never loved me
But did he?
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
And listen for a while
Everybody knew him.
He was Valentine.
How could you not know him?
I liked him.
Then he picked me
And I started loving him.
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
I hated the boy the moment I saw him
Demonic, evil
Howcould he be my son?
He hurt my eyes
With his wicked grin- even as a baby
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
He couldn't have known he was killing me
Breaking my soul
Making me not trust
Could he?
He knew he was hurting Sebastian
But he loved me
Or so I thought
I felt flushed with fever
Embarassed by the crowd
They didn't know
I was embarrassed for not telling them
That he was poisoning them, too.
I was sick and dying
And it was his fault
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Why wouldn't he stop?
Enough was enough.
But not for him.
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
