There was once a guy you said you loved so
But now he's gone
And lost his fucking throne
He was just a ghost
Of a forgotten time
All the things about him you loved the most
Have now gone so sublime
You said by him you'd stay
Till that cursed day
He disappeared into the woods
And accepted pitiful pay
And now there he stays
Teachin' kids to shoot
Wishing that he could
Come back and ne'er stop cuddling you
But now he's gone, and you hate his fucking guts.
Screwing around with everybody,
And poisoning your lungs.
But back in the woods,
Cries a lonely boy.
Wishing that he could
Come back and help
You with those thoughts
That haunt your psyche
But shit doesn't work that way
So now he's fucking dead and gone
Eternally bleeding from those wrists
Chilling with Stalin and Hitler,
Eric and Dylan too.
And there he'll stay.
Burnin' away in Hell.
See you again someday?
Oh, he's wishing that he could.
