She was just seventeen

Pius and pretty with a deadly disease

And the weight of the world 

On her prosodic shoulder

And by the summer of ‘96 her body was cracked like porcelain

Just like some precious moments collectable

In a hospital gown and big bright golden halo



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And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals

And now lets here it for the tears that I've welled up

We've come too far to have to give it all up now

We lived lives that were rich and blessed 

And we're burned for how we transgress



Now I've mastered the art

Of the open casket prayer and the singing guitar

I found the rewards weren't half what I hoped for

And meanwhile we all feigned hope and nerve 

As her parents went on and lied to her

All about the success of the surgeries

And how my ex-girlfriend was now sleeping with her fiancÃÆ'©



Chorus



If there's any justice in heaven then God won't let me in 

He'll lock the gates and take my weekend pass away 

And with a sympathetic wave they'll see me off 

Return my golden crown well I am cursed to walk the earth for a millennia 

I know I deserve worse but it terrifies me and I can't take it anymore



Chorus