I will always remember the day that she died.
The very last memory anyone has of her is her
With a rope 'round her neck that she herself tied.

I never will know the great turmoil inside
Or if it is gone now, with her suffering no longer;
But I will always remember the day that she died.

She promised she tried, oh how she had tried
To be well again; but at the end, she only felt better
With a rope 'round her neck that she herself tied.

When she was alive, she had much to give, much more to hide.
She was sadly trapped, unable to see that pain is not forever.
Alas I will always remember the day that she died.

She laughed and she smiled and she hurt and she cried
And she said she could see where she was headed, but it was never
With a rope 'round her neck that she herself tied.

Now every year on that night I let go of my pride.
I hope she found peace, and I admit that I miss her.
And I will always remember the day that she died,
With a rope 'round her neck that she herself tied.