Lisa

i used to be like her we were one and the same

i used to hold her i used to know her name

out on the water i feel her once again

i used to be like her i used to call her friend

she was a lost child running way too fast

no matter where she went she could not get away

there's a voice reverberating deep inside my head

telling me i should have made her stay

'cause now there's no one but me

and i feel the sting

there was a time she was beautiful

she had so much life to give

but now all i remember is the broken shell

i see in my nightmares

i can hardly recognize her

doesn't it feel good

doesn't the sting feel good