Once I was a little blond-haired boy Waiting for the one that never comes I don't even kill I don't even cry so hard that someone could hear I don't even cry that hard it would give me relief It would give me relief Nothing more - I asked for nothing more Then a little time - someone to spit at times I don't even kill, kill, kill I don't even cry so hard that someone could hear I don't even cry that hard it would give me relief It would give me relief Like a boy named Mary The queer I scared myself and mirrors I scared myself and mirrors Like a boy named Mary The queer x2 I scared myself and my own reflection Felt I needed a new round I scared myself and my own reflection It took a while to find it out I don't even kill I don't even cry so hard that someone could hear I don't even cry that hard it would give me relief It would give me relief