And I was born in the same town as you

Hell I even think we have the same tattoos

My mother hates it

When I smile and she sees you

Coming through me

Like a sun shines through thin glass

It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone

But you were and I never felt love

My uncle gave me

On the day that I turned thirteen

A black box that said "Gillette" rusted and scratched

And it was full of memories and memorabilia

And a necklace with a saint I wore in class

It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone

But you were and I never felt love