My Boyfriend Died

He looks sick

He is sick

Woah!



Home tonies and highballs

I'm happy to be sad



He looks dead

He is Dead

Woah!



Your not the hero

That fuck

Couldn't see

Stereophonics, splits ville

And that's alright with me



He looks as light as a feather

He is as light as a feather

When I count to three we will lift him





Lucky I'm winter, a looker and there is shades of black

Don't trouble the master he said don't bother him now

Home tonies and highballs, he said don't bother him know



My boyfriend died