I still love you though you're dead I cannot help that I ripped off your head. I watched it bounce, I watched it roll. Just watching it, gave me a pole.
I tried to catch it, but it got away. who knew that even a dead girl, wouldn't stay. So here I sit, I start to sob I feel so sad, so I join the mob.
Even in death, she gave good head it's such a shame that she's dead. I never wanted it to be this way But what the hell? It's still okay.
I bounce her head upon the ground I laugh and play, I run around. I love my soccer, but I have no ball. This is what happens, when you fail to call.