As She Woke Up For The Final Injection

The Sickness Was Hard When There Was No One Around,

And It Spread To Her Hands And It Spread To Her Legs

And They Felt Like The Mud From The Pond

On The Ground That She Played

In As A Kid What She Did To Deserve This

While Her Friends Were At Parties,

She Was On The Floor, With A Mixture Of Blood, Sweat And Tears By Her Head,

That's When She Said...can I Be Dead?

Yea I've Heard That Before



So As I'm Writing This Thank You Note

There's Just One Thing She Wanted You To Know

Just Before She Had To Go, She Said That

She Liked You



Just Hung That Painting That We Found Of London,

I Never Saw The Beauty Of That City Before.

As It Sat In Our Basement Next To Board Games And Yearbooks With A Faint Smell Of Must, Dust And Dog Food On The Floor



So As I'm Writing This Thank You Note

There's Just One Thing She Wanted You To Know

Just Before She Had To Go, She Said That

She Liked You