My friend
She wants
To be a suicide girl
I'll take her picture
For the whole wide world
I've known her for a long time
You could say that I'm a fan
But I always thought that I would be her man

My friend
She wants
To be the girl of suicide
She wants a number
For her radical side
I know that she is special
I can see what she has got
But without her gloves and garnered clothes (?)
She will take them to the world

Exposed, she gives it all away

My friend
She sometimes gets anxiety and stress
She got a man
From the NHS
She proclaims a week of sadness!
She's abstained from telling jokes!
The world will see her poor image, (?)
A butterfly to empathy
I know that I can do it
I'm in to light, I'm in to shade
But let's face the facts
We ain't goin' back
When she takes off her clothes we'll never be the same again!