Call me names,
Like gay or fag...

The biggest murderer is not wanted,
He's perfectly legal...

Two white rasping hands,
Of two hands that want to kiss...

HAve you ever seen that girl with a guitar,
Who's voice is like an angel...

When i was only 6,
My mom died from cancer...

I\'ve never told you this,
Its the truth...

I live because of your Smile,
I live because of your two eyes...

Its hard to get up each day,
And know that noone likes me...

Your the name on my notebook,
Your the picture in my mind...

I searched the streets,
I Checked your room...

I sat at home and wondered why,
Why people live on the streets...

Your Death has turned us all around,
Your death has made me put on a frown...