She was only seventeen, and forced to blame it on herself, as she hides a way to tame the pain she feels, She was thrown into a scene, a drunken man without a will, And the God that makes mistakes and still pretends, And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away She was only trying to breathe, Her broken nails had sliced his skin, As he bruised her face she fades away again, When she came to at the scene, A fevered will, And a match in hand As she watched the flame She felt alive again And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away Can you feel Can you feel Can you feel Can you feel And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away And I'll be strong And I will sing And I will take your pain away Can you feel Can you feel Can you feel Can you feel