She'll be free

Every day, oh every day, her jeans get a little bit lighter
Every day, oh every day, the color of her eyes fades a little away
Every day, oh every day, she pretends it’s no big deal
Every day, oh every day, she dies a little more inside
She’s torn apart between heaven and hell, inside something called: life, oh well
One day her mask will break and the people will see…
How she feels inside…

The world won’t stop turning,
The people will move on,
When she jumps of that bridge,
Heaven will break her fall

Nobody will notice, she’ll jump or not
It’s something inside of her,
Something nobody knows,
But one day she’ll be free, she’ll be free…

Every day, oh every day, her jeans get a little bit lighter
Every day, oh every day, the color of her eyes fades a little away
Every day, oh every day, she pretends it’s no big deal
Every day, oh every day, she dies a little more inside
She’s torn apart between heaven and hell, inside something called: life, oh well
One day her mask will break and the people will see…
How she feels inside…

The day her mask will break, she’ll be free, she’ll be free
Spending hours on that bridge, hesitating…

But one day she’ll be on that bridge, she won’t be hesitating anymore
She waits until the moment her mask will break,
And heaven will break her fall,
Heaven will break her fall

Every day, oh every day, her jeans get a little bit lighter
Every day, oh every day, the color of her eyes fades a little away
Every day, oh every day, she pretends it’s no big deal
Every day, oh every day, she dies a little more inside
She’s torn apart between heaven and hell, inside something called: life, oh well
One day her mask will break and the people will see…
How she feels inside…

She’ll jump, she’ll jump, but nobody cares
How torn apart she is
She’ll jump, she’ll jump, but nobody sees
She’s already dead inside
She’ll jump, she’ll jump
And heaven will break her fall…

Every day, oh every day, her jeans get a little bit lighter
Every day, oh every day, the color of her eyes fades a little away
Every day, oh every day, she pretends it’s no big deal
Every day, oh every day, she dies a little more inside
She’s torn apart between heaven and hell, inside something called: life, oh well
One day her mask will break and the people will see…
How she feels inside…

Torn apart between heaven and hell, inside something called: life, oh well
Life will end there on that bridge, where she spent hours on
Life for her will end there and then,

So love her, now you still can.