Killing me softly

People. People, people, People, people. Pe-Pe-Pe-Pe-People. People, People, People, People, people. I hear she sang your guilty song. I hear she had a style. And there I came to see her, to listen For a while. And there she was, young girl. Stranger to my love. Strumming my pain with her fingers. Singing my life with words. Killing me softly with her song, Killing me softly with her song. Telling my heart lies with her song, Killing me softly. Where it is wrong. I played a pleasant lullaby. And blessed the bloody crowd. And so she found my letters you didn't know Till now. And there she seemed unhinged. But she just played so loud. Strumming my pain with her fingers. Singing my life with words. Killing me softly with her her song. Heart her song, killing me softly. Where it Is wrong. Strumming my pain with her fingers. To her people. Singing my life with words. People, Killing me softly with her song, Killing me softly with her song. Telling my heart lies with song, Killing me softly. Where it is wrong. She said, "I'll ask you to leave." In all my doubt and strain. And so she looked right through me, Said even what he said. But she just kept on singing. Singing as though my words. Strumming my pain with her fingers. Strumming Singing my life with words. Singing my life. Killing me softly with her song, her song. Telling my Heart lies with her song, killing me softly. Where it is wrong, wrong, wrong, Wrong, wrong.