| Good for some
|
| The girl is gone
|
| She didn’t want to hurt anyone
|
| Turned around
|
| And she was far away
|
| No school today
|
| Daddy sighs
|
| Mum cries
|
| Her pretty face is on the late night news
|
| But no one’s seen her around
|
| Someone said it might be suicide
|
| Where would she hide?
|
| Mother goes mad
|
| When they find her bag
|
| It hasn’t been easy to grow up in a rush
|
| I know that he loved me, but he loved me too much
|
| It hasn’t been cool to grow up in shame
|
| To know that he told me you got yourself to blame
|
| Life goes on
|
| The girl is gone
|
| Mother finds the note she wrote
|
| Now she knows that she will never call
|
| God help us all
|
| Mother goes mad
|
| When they find her bag
|
| It hasn’t been easy to grow up without trust
|
| I know that he loved me, but he loved me too much
|
| It hasn’t been cool to grow up in shame
|
| To know that he told me you got yourself to blame
|
| Oh, we can hear you
|
| Feel your distance
|
| Oh, we can see you
|
| Feel your distance
|
| Oh, there was angel dust
|
| Find out
|
| Find out
|
| It hasn’t been easy to grow up with the lie
|
| I’ve always been lonely, but now I just want to die |
| Can you forgive me tho' I’ll never come back home
|
| When you read this, I’ll be far far gone
|
| Now I just hate my home town and I hate my street
|
| And every little sad asshole that lives in it
|
| And every little sad asshole that lives in it |