Dear Bill

Tell me boy, Should I care That your girlfriend goes away to the handsome punk?

Should I really care that you fell a bit fuck?

Should I care that nobody like you?

If you know that it is true.

You look like pretty girl, but actually you’re still a boy

So, Bill, stop being just a toy!

Oh, now, stop cry, my dear Bill,

If you won’t one day I become an EMO-kill

Try to understand, that if you don’t stop

Nobody will ask you: “What’s up?”

We sit in front of your TV

Oh, God, what did I see?!

Slippy movies with sweet ends

Why not we call my friends?

They will show you how to have fun

And also they’ll change your black & pink design

Oh, now, stop cry, my dear Bill,

If you won’t one day I become an EMO-killT

ry to understand, that if you don’t stop

Nobody will ask you: “What’s up?”