Hey little girl

I would like to show you

my photo collection

Here I stand with Jack in my hand

You were perfect little girl

So perfect

Hey yellow girl

Here I stand in

No-mans-land

With a stupid sun in my hand

My love to you were too strong

And since you're no more

I have brought this gun

Soon I'll put it to my head

Pull the trigger

Then I'm dead

Hey black girl

Here I sit on my bed

with wild staring eyes

Pretending I'm already dead

Hey little girl

Will you miss me like I miss you

when you see the photo

of my blood painted room