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Jesse died today
I heard the news it's safe
Photographed nude at age thirteen
and Nick was a friend of mine
He died before his time
Dead on acid at age eighteen

Oh and you still bitch about your payments
It's funny how your looks predict your statements

I dressed in black today
It represents this phase I'm in
and what it was I can't believe
This thing that you're hiding behind
It's from a different life
and what it was is still in your dreams, yeah yeah

Oh and you still bitch about your payments
It's funny how your looks predict your statements

So check your head, set your eyes on your dreams, girl
Be happy with nothing, well you're a sight to see my love
So check your head, set your eyes on your dreams, girl
Be happy with nothing, well you're a sight to see my love, oh yeah

Alright, yeah
You're flat out of time with some distance to go
It's not a design, it's a talent show
and if you believe it's the end of the line, you'll be taken

Now Jesse never thought that what she did would change my life
She just thought her life was a waste of time
and Nick walked up to graduate and after that he died
He always thought high school was a waste of time

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