This is the story of the boys who loved youWho love you now and loved you thenAnd some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed youAnd some just laid around in bedAnd some, they crumbled you straight to your kneesDid it cruel, did it tenderly
Some, they crawled their way into your heartTo rend your ventricles apartThis is the story of the boys who loved you
-The Decemberists