Opera - Morten Abel

Good for some

The girl is gone

She didn’t want to hurt anyone

Turned around

And she was far away

No school today

Daddy sighs

Mum cries

Her pretty face is on the late night news

But no one’s seen her around

Someone said it might be suicide

Where would she hide?

Mother goes mad

When they find her bag

It hasn’t been easy to grow up in a rush

I know that he loved me, but he loved me too much

It hasn’t been cool to grow up in shame

To know that he told me you got yourself to blame

Life goes on

The girl is gone

Mother finds the note she wrote

Now she knows that she will never call

God help us all

Mother goes mad

When they find her bag

It hasn’t been easy to grow up without trust

I know that he loved me, but he loved me too much

It hasn’t been cool to grow up in shame

To know that he told me you got yourself to blame

Oh, we can hear you

Feel your distance

Oh, we can see you

Feel your distance

Oh, there was angel dust

Find out

Find out

It hasn’t been easy to grow up with the lie

I’ve always been lonely, but now I just want to die

Can you forgive me tho' I’ll never come back home

When you read this, I’ll be far far gone

Now I just hate my home town and I hate my street

And every little sad asshole that lives in it

And every little sad asshole that lives in it