Cardboard Forts - Two cans on a string

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Little girl
you were 19 years old, when I met you
And I knew you'd be the absolute death of me
I jumped off the cliff and landed out on the rocks
I took my last breath
and watched my little heart start to stop
You jumped in your car and never turned your neck
And your saliva stains are still on my pillow case
and a bloody napkin from when you fell down and scraped your knees
So let me know what am I suppose to do with those?
there's a rose in her locker,
a poesy in her pocket, and no one should have to each lunch alone, no no
This is my half hearted goodbye, from my side
of a tin can thats joined by 486 miles
on a string
and the endings never as good as you thought it would be
when it began