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           there was this boy who knew this girl
           who grew up in this perfect world
           she had it all nothing went wrong
           that is, until HE came along
           that guy who always made her laugh
           he grinned and charmed her in their class
           until he fancied her best friend
           that's when her life came to an end
           She never knew the boy in the back
           the one everyone thought was slack
           they labelled him behind his back
           cause he wrote stuff and his hair was black
           But he wrote of HER, not selfish threats
           His eyes are dark, he's such a mess
           but they don't know he loses sleep
           from thoughts of HER, he's lost so deep
          [in love] ...

           But now she's gone. He's got nothing left
           His world is shattered -- now he's the real mess
           they call messed up.
           Now he wants to be tough
           He lays in bed all night long
           listening to his favourite song
             "I wanna die, I wanna diiiiiiiieeee"
           there's no one there to see him cry.
           Accidentally he cut his arm the other day
           and all the pain inside drained away
           It's a habit now, his only vice
           he uses his grandpa's boy scout knife
           from when he was a 'happy boy' his parents called him
           now he's out of it. He's fallen
          [out of love] ...

          He climbed into his tree house and lay down
          saw his poetry crushed on the ground
          the stuff she never got to read
          that he could no longer bear to see
          And in the corner, a rolled up ball
          that sweater she'd dropped in the hall
          the last time he saw her.
          he should return it to her father
          He pulled it out, white and pink checked
          and wrapped it tight around his neck
          in his mind he saw it fall
          as she dropped it in the hall
          opened his mouth so she'd hear him call
          but it's too late. And now he falls
         [to join his love] ...



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