There was a boy, holding a photograph With a thousand thoughts of broken homes and suicide Will he be there, will he be understood This world of down and out, he'll fight it with his love There was a girl, holding a razorblade Her vein is bleeding, swear to God she ain't no drama queen And when it ended, will she be understood This world of blackest love, she'll fight it with her love And when the sun's comin down, you got no home to cry There ain't no angels at the end of your empty roads But darlin' don't regret, learn to forgive and to forget In the land of no angels you'll survive... The story ends, can we just stop pretend How many kids are dying will we ever understand They are the love, the one we once forget Forever I believe we'll find the love again