Updated part: I guess meagan hates me. but she wont tell me why. so now im going to go cry. because maybe its about cole and i. and makes me think that i dont deserve a guy to like me. i think jessica is mad at me. i didnt talk to ally yet. somehow makes me sad that they wont tell me why they are made.. it would give me a better understanding of what i could say?. ::END of updated part:: Cole gave me a ride home... now he knows where i live. sweeeet haha meagan and ally where did u go? His father was a drinker And his mother cried in bed Folding John Wayne's T-shirts When the swingset hit his head The neighbors they adored him For his humor and his conversation Look underneath the house there Find the few living things Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead Twenty-seven people, even more They were boys with their cars, summer jobs Oh my God Are you one of them? He dressed up like a clown for them With his face paint white and red And on his best behavior In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all He'd kill ten thousand people With a sleight of his hand Running far, running fast to the dead He took of all their clothes for them He put a cloth on their lips Quiet hands, quiet kiss On the mouth And in my best behavior I am really just like him Look beneath the floorboards For the secrets I have hid