Causing me pain with his fingers
Sapping my life with each word
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
There's a voice I wish I'd never heard
Killing me softly with his song

I said he was a lost cause
But still he wouldn't quit
Each day he came to see me
And sang for me a bit
And oh, my tortured eardrums
They cried in pain with each time

Causing me hurt with his fingers
Music was slaughtered each strum
Graves all saw rolling musicians
Cellist next door jumped off a roof
He wouldn't see it, though, as proof
That he should give up with his song

I felt all flushed with fever
My nose ran rivers down
My skin went red with rashes
My eyes turned yellow-brown
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Grieving my soul with his fingers
Bringing my death ever near
My lungs were all choked up with vomit
My kidney exploded, yeah, oh dear
Wringing my life out with his words
Killing me softly with his song

Giving me heartache with each note
My hair turned all white and fell out
Thick mucus clogged up my whole throat
Tried to make some noise, tried to shout
Frantically waved hands all about
He thought I was dancing;
Stupid fool

So here I lie on the cold floor
Breathing my last to his chords
Clinging on vaguely to this life
Wish I could end it; where's the knife
And leave this horror, leave this strife
Killing me softly
With his song.