• You pulled my hair
    and hid my things
    pushed me down
    and broke my wings

    I'd rip your posters
    and steal your shoes
    hide the spot
    you left a bruise

    It was a hate
    I hated to love
    now I miss
    what's up above

    No matter what
    you did to me
    You were always there
    when I scraped my knee
    To pull me up
    from the dirt
    and scare away
    the words that hurt

    The bullies ran
    for you were there
    and you were mine
    I knew you cared

    But then that night
    it came so black
    and on that bus
    my heart: attacked
    for on that night
    unlike no other
    deaths cold hold:
    it stole my brother.

    And with you gone
    I have to learn
    to live with grief
    it's frost-like burn
    but I know this
    for things aren't the same
    but what what always will be:
    in our hearts you remain.