Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Killing me softly
with his song
Telling my whole life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
and listen for a while
And there he was
this young boy
Stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Killing me softly
with his song
Telling my whole life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed
that he would finish
But he just
kept right on
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Killing me softly
with his song
Telling my whole life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Wo oh oh oh
Wo oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ah hah ah ah hah ah ah ah
La la la la la la
Wo oh oh
La hah la
Wo oh oh
La ah ah ah ah la aaaah
La ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Yes he was singing my life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Killing me softly
with his song
Telling my whole life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Strumming my pain
with his fingers
Singing my life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song
Killing me softly
with his song
Telling my whole life
with his words
Killing me softly
with his song