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.
oooo -ooo oooo -ooo oooo -ooo
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 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.
Ooooh oh ohhh
Oh 0h 0h ohhh oh 0h oh ohhh
La la la, la la la
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
La aaa ah aaaah
La ah ah ah ah aah
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
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.