 The lonely road you chose to travel on
It must seen awfully long
Innocence all gone
I must be wrong to hide you lovely face away
That music you play
I'm not saying it's bad, no no
It just seems terribly sad
Is everything alright?
I'd like to think you'd tell me if something was wrong
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest heart
And her face is whiter than snows above
She wears Dr Martens
And a heavy cross
But on the inside
She's a happy Goth
Don't worry mum
Don't worry dad
The hours that I spend alone
Are the happiest i've ever had
Thats what she'd say
If she ever spoke to you
But it's something she can never do
Cause it's only by herself
That she'll find out
What makes her different
From the rest
Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest heart
And her face is whiter than snows above
She wears Dr Martens
And a heavy cross
But on the inside
She's a happy Goth
(Well her) clothes are blacker than the blackest heart
(And her) face is whiter than snows above
(She wears) Dr Martens
And a heavy cross
But on the inside...
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