I've got blood on my Sunday best
And now they're cutting open your prom dress
I think of all the promises we made
The colour in your cheeks begins to fade
Oh you were just sixteen
And dancing to Come On Eileen
Then the music changed and they turned on the lights
Then I saw you were lying there
Those blue eyes so full of fear
I swear to God I won't forget that sight
Daddy's little girl ain't coming home tonight
Straight A student, captain of the team
I still hear the echoes of your scream
Forever will you haunt these locker rooms
Oh my shirt still smells of your perfume
We threw you in my car
Now they're performing CPR
Anything to save you from your plight
Caught up in a brawl
Friday night at the school hall
The floor so red, your skin so pale and white
No daddy's little girl's ain't coming home tonight
Pushing up and down on your breastplate
Your gaze already resigned to your fate
Well they said there was nothing I could do
But I never should have laid eyes on you
And now all the thoughts and prayers
Cannot withstand my nightmares
Cold showers and waiting up all night
The junior prom queen
Slain by an AR-15
I swear to God I won't forget that night
Daddy's little girl ain't coming home tonight