There is a boy I like and I think he likes me too. I think he stole my heart from me and now he wants to set it free. He took another girl upon my knee and told her things that he never told me.
As I came walking through the door, mother didn't say a word. When father came home later that night, he searched for me from left to right. The stairs he climbed, the door he broke, to see my body, hanging from that rope. He took a knife to cut me down and saw the note upon the ground.
"Dig a grave, dig it deep. Set a statue at my feet. On the statue place a dove... to shove the world I died for love."
MY VERSION
There is a boy I like, I think he likes me too.
He's the one that stole my heart from me.
Now he's the one that wants to set it free.
He sat some girl upon his knee,
and whispered things that I wished he's have said to me...
As I came walking through the door, mommy didn't say a word.
When daddy came home later that night, he searched for me from left to right.
The stairs he climbed,
the door he broke,
to see my limp body...
my cut up throat...
...all hanging from that rope.
He used a knife to cut me down,
and exploded in tears as he lay me on the cold ground.
That was when he found a note,
he was nervous when he saw that it was one that I had wrote...
"Dig a grave, dig it deep. Don't forget to place the statue at my feet, on the statue place a white dove, to show the entire world...
that I died for my true love."
