My cousin came to live with me
because she got so sad
when i herd the news
i was really glad
until on night i herd her cry
but i went back to bed
i payed no attention because she was pretty
i herd not what she said
she Head her sad with her happy
and buried dark with light
and i regret her beauty because
she hurt her self that night
i couldn't find her in the morning
i couldn't find her that day
and when that cops came over
i herd the one of them say
are you the parents of the prettiest girl Ive seen
i didn't grasp until they left what the prettiest must mean
she drove her car in the lake
right down the road from my home
as sad thoughts hit me my mind began to Rome
she was the saddest person
but Head it with a smile
and now i don't know what to think
except of her every while
