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 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　this　word
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 played 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 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