I met a sad little girl, who doesn’t care about her life
She made her poor arms for slayin
And lost her mind
She’s got everything, but she doesn’t care
She’s too tough to bear
Too tough to bear
Well she, walks around, dressed in black
With unnecessary weight strapped upon her back
She’s got a self-destructive mind and a heart of stone
With so many family and friends she still ends up all alone
She’s got everything, but she doesn’t care
Too tough to bear
Too tough to bear