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