There stands a door
At the end of a hall,
Inside lies a girl
Whose mother will call,
No answer will come
So the mother will go,
Find a knife in her hand
And her blood on the floor.

She'll weep and she'll cry
And say its not true,
Find a note by her side
And a pen at her shoe,
She wont read the note
Cuz she knows what it said,
It says she the reason
Her daughter is dead.

The note tells a story
That she should have read,
It told the true reason
That her daughter is dead,
It was not the mother
That caused her to die,
It was her best friend
Who started a lie.

Now all that is left
Is a note by her side,
And a mother to wonder
Why her daughter had died