I said, "I think Danielle's dead"
I mean, she might be alive
But it just doesn't seem likely, got this feeling inside
Like, "Hey, I think Danielle's dead"
I thought of what it'd been like
It left a permanent scar, but I got on with my life
Let's not confuse the issue
Just play your grey guitar
We both know that they can't fix you
They haven't got the parts
I said, "I think Danielle's dead"
I can't exactly say why
But something struck me like lightning, now I see how she died
A brick of lead in her stead, a thousand swords in her mind
I popped the trunk of my car, but there was nothing inside
Let's not confuse the issue
Just play your grey guitar
We both know that they can't fix you
They haven't got the parts
One day, they'll come to get you
And expose what's in your heart
Some say they did depict you
As though you were a star
