These days she's trying really hard
To give you everything you want
She gave up everything that is herself

At night she cries no one can hear her
She does it in the private
I guess maybe she wants to suffer
But without anyone to know it

I guess every single person's
Got the masochist inside him
But she really is something out...
I don't know what's her problem
But I really hope she can sort it out
Because right now she's crying there All Alone

Some see her as a saint
Some as an abuser
Do nothing to prevent
Cuz` she really doesn't care

People can think whatever
People may say a lot
Through everything she remembers
She always said she's not...
She was right...

I guess every single person's
Got the masochist inside him
But she really is something out...
I don't know what's her problem
But I really hope she can sort it out
Because right now she's crying there All Alone

So can you hear me?
I'm crying here All Alone...