Tekster: Alkaline Trio. Good Mourning. Dead End Road.

I thought that you were joking
When you said, you couldn't breathe
You said, you couldn't breathe

Turns out that you were choking
On a town you couldn't leave
You knew you'd never leave

It met your disapproval
At the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old

From then on there was no removal
From that one way dead end road
That one way dead end road

I thought that you were laughing
When you cried your eyeballs out
You cried your eyeballs out

And I don't mean to be prying
But what were you so sad about
What are you still sad about

Met your disappointment
At the age of 9 years old
You were only 9 years old

From then on there would be no ointment
To take away these burns, to make that pain grow dull
And forever ain't that long

When your smile's stuck
In your head like a pop song
All you think about is death

Your dirty head has gone unswept
For way too long now
For way too long now

I thought that you were sleeping
When I found you there in bed
I found you there in bed

When I touched you you were freezing
It turned out that you were dead
It turned out that you were dead

It met your disapproval
At the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old

From then on there was no removal
From your fucked up head and your broken home
Ad forever ain't that long

When your smile's stuck
In your head like a pop song
All you think about is death

Your dirty head has gone unswept
For way too long now
For way too long now
For way too long now
For way too long now