Sleep tight they said
For their little girl
How she died they ask’d
She was a troubled pearl

Didn’t meet her twenty friends
Doesn’t know when life begins
Will never drink a good beer
Only knew the taste of a tear

A voice screamed on creepy dreams
Dear god what the fuck it means
There is no hope
There’s a fucking rope

On the radio, listening to your dead idols
In your hands, some pills to silence the pain
She’s only sixteen
No nightmare to sing

Now you’ll sleep forever christine