To love a girl as different as me
would go against society.
Extremely loud and incredibly independent
goes against society's judgement
Skipping church to find life's meaning
leaves the cruel society steaming
To love a girl as proud as me
would be suicide in society
hold my hand, follow me everywhere
don't mind the damage to your image
sing to me while I curl my hair
hold me close as I protect you from the harsh judgement
To love a girl as sick as me
will leave you sad, damaged and bleeding.
Ignore the smug looks of spite
while I'm upstairs
I'll protect you. I'll smite.
But while I'm here just hold me close
touch me, tickle me, Kiss my nose.
To love a girl as dead as me
has left you sad, demaged and bleeding
They'll welcome you back with perfectly trimmed hair
but you'll ingore them with nothing but glares.
To have loved a girl as doomed as me
leaves me thankful
and teaches you a lesson
to not care about what others will think
because all that is there in the end is you
and me, your guardian angel.