Love Her
Seether Lyrics

I met a girl, who hated the world
I encountered a young woman who had a deep disdain for the entire world.

She used her body to sell her soul
She exploited herself sexually in exchange for selling her very essence.

Every town, they break her in pain
In every place she went, she experienced physical and emotional agony.

Tear out her heart and leave her in pain
Her heart was figuratively ripped from her chest, causing her tremendous heartache.

I never found out how she survived
I was unable to uncover how she managed to persist despite her circumstances.

All of the sadness she kept inside
She held onto all of her innermost pain and sorrow.

I never found out how she could lie
I never learned how she was able to deceive others and hide her true self.

The smile on her face
Despite everything, she presented a facade of happiness.

And the scratches she'd hide
She concealed evidence of self-inflicted harm on her skin.

You could love her
If you paid, you could be in a romantic relationship with her.

If you pay
Monetary payment is required to obtain her affections.

You could have her, everyday
If you pay, she would be at your disposal on a daily basis.

You could love her if you pray
If you pray, you could develop a loving relationship with her.

You could have her, every way
If you pray, you could have her in every imaginable manner.

Down on her knees
She was in a state of complete vulnerability and desperation.

She wept on the floor
She fell apart and cried uncontrollably on the ground.

This hopeless life, she wanted no more
She was tired of her misery and desired to escape her hopeless existence.

Dead in her mind
She was emotionally numb and mentally exhausted.

And cold to the bone
She was left feeling isolated and emotionally disconnected.

She opened her eyes
She had a moment of clarity and came to a realization.

And saw she was alone
She realized that no one was truly there for her when she needed them.

I never found out how much I tried
I was unaware of how hard I attempted to help her.

All of the sadness she kept, made me blind
Her deep sorrow caused me to be unaware of other aspects of her life.

She never found out how much I cried
She was unaware of the amount of grief I felt for her.

Held her so tight, on the night that she died
I embraced her tightly on the night she passed away.

A life with lies, is a life with denial
She lived a life of deception, in a state of constant self-refusal.

Love on her face
She appeared to be full of love and affection on the surface.

And the darkness inside
Beneath the surface, she held great emotional turmoil and darkness.