• Well
    She had done it again
    Faked her death
    She just wished
    That this time
    It had not taken
    As long
    It was not a
    Repeat

    She guessed
    It was that boy
    The one with the
    Blue eyes
    And the red hair
    The unforgettable face
    The way he held her
    The way he kissed her
    The way he did everything
    Made her weak at the knees
    It was not a
    Repeat

    And it was this
    That made her
    Forget the cause
    The feeling she got
    When she 'died'
    She wanted this to
    Repeat