A naughty boy, a pretty girl The coolest lad and prom night queen A sleepy town, a country school The cruelest place you’ve ever seen The signs of bars and traffic lights So where you think could all this happen?
Right! Just look outside Ain’t it the same street spreading far and wide? Just step outside And see this story with your own eyes
A cell, a flower store A field of graves… that’s something weird It may be strange, it may be odd Sometimes it’s hard to hold your tears It’s not a tale with elves and knights You almost know where it could happen
«More spite and love, less joy and laugh, This time it’s all a real life Frustrated plight, a suicide… No chance to wait for a happy ending»