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.