Her eyes were the color of the bottom of the pool
I almost drowned in when I was 8

Her skin was soft like the freshly washed sheets
I cried into when I was 12

Her lips were warm like the heater from his car
I got into by accident when I was 16

Her hair was long like the noose
I tried to die by when I was 19

But Her love was the rain
That came and went when I was 20