Papa Don't Preach.

                                                                 With a heart left cold,
                                                                          By his old man's hand,
                                                                  All that is his, is a gun...
                                                                                                     And a plan

                                        He stalks the streets,
                                                                        Like in his dreams,
                                                                                            They're real now, though...
                                        This young girl's screams.

                                                                "The ground is red,
                                                                Your lips are blue...
                                                                My eyes are dead,
                                                                And so are you..."

                      Left alone on a stony path…
                                                                  Screams weaken,
                                                             And turn...
                                                       His anger to wrath...

                                                                         A shot to the head,
                                Left the heart still intact...
                                                                It helps to make up
                             For the remorse which he lacks...

                             When floating the body,
                                                  Alone out to sea,
                  To feed to the monster...
                                                                    His own misery.

                                   A pistol in hand,
                             On his ear lobe it lies,
                                                                             For as he always said,
                                                       We were born to die.