Death by chocolate myth This I know because I lived I've been around for broken hearts and how Lay your head in my hands little girl This is right now
Death by crying doesn't exist, though The headaches feel a bit like it You might explode But you reach the of the road And you, little I'm certain you will grow
Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn Just how to love again Oh weeping willow Let your leaves fall and return Oh darling the seasons are your friend
Death by anger is true Just let him go he can't hurt you Oh girl this is such a cruel cruel world This is the first, of a million broken hearts
Tears on your pillow dry and you will learn Just how to love again Oh my weeping willow Let your leaves fall and return Oh the seasons are your friend
Oh it won't be long you will grow strong Up up and away
He's but falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf