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| I can't say everything about it In just one single song I can't put how I feel in a package And sell it back to everyone But wait There's another boy genius who's fucking gone I hope the food tastes better in heaven I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there I hope that every time they talk to you They know that they're lucky to be your friend 'Cause look There's another boy genius who's fucking gone And I wouldn't be so fucking mad, so fucking pissed off If it wasn't so fucking wrong It's all fucking wrong It's not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair No one said life was easy Yeah, but no one said No one said that nothing's supposed to happen, right? No, no one told me anything To prepare me for fucking this There's another boy genius who's fucking gone Don't tell me it don't matter Don't tell me it don't matter Don't tell me I've had three days to get over it It won't go away It just won't go away |