High Art
She was an art girl
Used to breakin hearts girl
He was off his rocker
Friends askin' "why her?"
He's not even bothered
Shade of his father
Lonely with her
Lonely without her
Theres somethin' about her
Theres somethin' about her
Why she blockin' him?
When he should of blocked her
She's no doctor
He's got wounds
Lettin' his brain bleed
Locked inside his room
Stuck in a mood
Not eatin' food
Thinkin' he'd be better
If he met his doom
And what does she do?
Gives him the blues
Ignores all the cues
He's sick of bein' used
She was an art girl
Used to breakin hearts girl
He was off his rocker
Friends askin' "why her?"
He's not even bothered
Shade of his father
Lonely with her
Lonely without her
She's snortin' powder
Talkin' a little louder
When he met her she was
Delicate just like flowers
Seconds turned to minutes
Minutes turned to hours
Hours turned to days
He couldn't live without her
Lies became common
Thought she had the power
Saw her with someone else
He thought he didn't matter
Then he went home
And got even sadder
Left a note on the counter
And slit his wrists right after
She's a broken heart girl
Thinkin' it's her fault girl
He's in a coffin
Friends sad they lost him
She's hot and bothered
He coulda been a father
She's lonely without him
His notes all about her
All about her
All about her
All about her
Lonely without her
Used to breakin hearts girl
He was off his rocker
Friends askin' "why her?"
He's not even bothered
Shade of his father
Lonely with her
Lonely without her
Theres somethin' about her
Theres somethin' about her
Why she blockin' him?
When he should of blocked her
She's no doctor
He's got wounds
Lettin' his brain bleed
Locked inside his room
Stuck in a mood
Not eatin' food
Thinkin' he'd be better
If he met his doom
And what does she do?
Gives him the blues
Ignores all the cues
He's sick of bein' used
She was an art girl
Used to breakin hearts girl
He was off his rocker
Friends askin' "why her?"
He's not even bothered
Shade of his father
Lonely with her
Lonely without her
She's snortin' powder
Talkin' a little louder
When he met her she was
Delicate just like flowers
Seconds turned to minutes
Minutes turned to hours
Hours turned to days
He couldn't live without her
Lies became common
Thought she had the power
Saw her with someone else
He thought he didn't matter
Then he went home
And got even sadder
Left a note on the counter
And slit his wrists right after
She's a broken heart girl
Thinkin' it's her fault girl
He's in a coffin
Friends sad they lost him
She's hot and bothered
He coulda been a father
She's lonely without him
His notes all about her
All about her
All about her
All about her
Lonely without her
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth N
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