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
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I heard he
Sang a good song
I heard he
Had a style
And so I came
To see him
To listen
For a while
And there he was
This young boy
A 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'd 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
He sang as
If he knew me
In all my dark
Despair
And then he looked
Right through me
As if I wasn't
There
And he just kept
On singing
Singing clear
And strong
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
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh...
La la la la
La la
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh...
Ah ah ah ah ah
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
He was
Strumming my pain
Yeah, he was
Singing my life
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...