Pocket Knife -

Fell fast in the night — in the snow

So hard being a boy

Cursed by (?)

Oh mother sold your piano

Drew me a picture of it but i could never let go

So hard being a boy

Spend life search and destroy (?)

Set fire to the leaves

Press the knife into my arm so deep

The more it bleeds the more it bleeds

The better friends we’ll be

Set fire to the trees

Press the knife into my heart

Red eyes on your way home

Wanna throw them down the well (??)

(??) their pockets filled with stones

My brother i need you now

More than ever at my sisters house

Oh brother your face doesnt look the same

In my arms i’ll carve out your name

So hard being a boy (?)

Cursed by (?)