i won't be the one to say everything's going to be alright
even though i thought i caught you
crying on the phone last night
and how can i say that i know what it's like
when there's nothing to believe in
there's nobody listening?
we've seen it all before, and the boy who lives next door
who gains your trust and has his way
and all the bruises heal, but not the shame
inflicted by this viciousness and everyone's to blame
it's a known injustice, it's a silent crime
that everyone pretends that they can't see
she already locked away the memories inside
and lives in a prison while he walks free
what kind of world have we become
has everybody lost control?

was there ever a time where anyone could feel safe
wherever they go
instead of living in fear, suspecting everyone
nobody wants to get involved?
sit and watch your neighbors die
do you think that you're absolved?
it's a known injustice, it's a silent crime
that everyone pretends that they can't see
she already locked away the memories inside
and lives in a prison while he walks free
i think about it every day
and i don't think it's gonna change