Hey little girl I would like to show you my photo collection Here I stand with Jack in my hand You were perfect little girl So perfect Hey yellow girl Here I stand in No-mans-land With a stupid sun in my hand My love to you were too strong And since you're no more I have brought this gun Soon I'll put it to my head Pull the trigger Then I'm dead Hey black girl Here I sit on my bed with wild staring eyes Pretending I'm already dead Hey little girl Will you miss me like I miss you when you see the photo of my blood painted room