My friend, She wants,
To be a suicide girl.
I'll take her picture,
For the whole wide world.
I've known her for a long time,
You could say that I'm a fan,
But I always thought that I would be her man.
My friend, she wants,
to be a girl of suicide
She wants, an outlet,
for her radical side
I know that she is special
I can see what she has got
But what I have loved and guarded close
She'll take and to the world expose
She gives it all away
(Intro)
My friend, she sometimes,
gets anxiety and stress.
She got, a manual from the N.H.S.
She proclaimed a week of sadness,
She's abstained from telling jokes
The world would see a poet emerge
A butterfly to empathy
I know that I could do it
I'm into light, I'm into shade
But let's face the facts we ain't going back
When she takes off her clothes we'll never be the same again