For however many centuries, we've said to one another That we don't know what we've got Until it's gone And I'm a quite fucked up young girl And I cry tears like big fat pearls Sometimes I measure love for the living By pretending they've passed on I'd say: "Oh, God, I loved him Oh, I loved him!" Oh, I love my darling boy "And without him I will never be the same Perfect eyes, a perfect nose On such a perfect little face But best of all He would take me far away He was gonna get me the fuck away From either goddamn coast This boy was gonna help me learn to take my meds" So when he dies in our real home Instead of only in this song I'll put our dusty, unused pistol To my head But, I hope you have a good break Sometimes that's all that it takes