i heard that you like him

in fact that you are smitten

i heard that he has tattoos

i heard that his band's real cool



and i cannot believe

this is happening to me

i thought we'd be forever

and i'd learn to be happy



i heard that you kissed him

on a lonely wooden bench

behind a cemetery 

where my martyrs laid to waist



and i cannot believe 

this is happening to me

i thought we'd be forever

and i'd learn to be happy



bleeding for hollywood

maybe if you suffer long enough

someone will publicize this tragedy