590 Queen Street

I've never felt so attatched to something in my life

I guess you don't know what you got till its gone

You could make anything come to life

You were the first one to know I had a voice for a song.

You were the brightest and most vibrant on the block

All the kids wanted to come and play.

I remember how beautiful you were sitting up and looking down from a grey rock

It wasn't my choice to leave, if it was up to me I would've stayed.

I'm not happy that you have a new family

Demonic thoughts going through my head

One big happy family

Living with this stranger, same bed but now it just a bed.

If I can't have you I'd rather you burned down

To become rubble under there feet

I'd rather see a family poor living on the ground

Then living at 590 Queen Street.