Life and Death
I used to love what i did well
I met a boy i loved so swell
He never gave his love to me
And now he's willing to set me free
I even know the reason why
Cos there are prettier girls than i

My father came home late one night
And searched for me from left to right
He ran upstairs and kicked down the door
And found me hanging above the floor
He took a knife and cut me down
And in my pocket this letter this letter he found

"Dig a hole and dig it deep
Marble stone from head to feet
And on the headstone far above
Tell the world i died for love."
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