By the river
Where the water meets the trees
Is where she lays her body down to dry
After washing off the dirt
And the stains left on her sleeves
The blood of her victims
And the sad memories
But Lucy is not a killer
Lucy is not a thief
Lucy is just a young girl
That finds it hard to believe
In you and me
After everything she's seen
Taken to the bedroom
At the age of seventeen
For the price of her beauty
That most men will never see
She came in the city
But she died out on the street
And the paper read she had it coming
But I don't know what they mean
'Cause Lucy is not a killer
Lucy is not a thief
Lucy is just a young girl
That finds it hard to believe
In you and me
After everything she's seen
It's been a hard time
It's been a hard time gone
It's been a hard time
It's been a hard time gone her way
Lucy is not a killer
Lucy is not a thief
Lucy is just a young girl
It's hard to believe
Hey, hey
