"Emo girl on her best friend's porch steps
Marlboro in hand, DCs on her feet
Scuffed up and bleeding again,
The angel in some young man's dream
The faerie in another girl's fantasy
Fingers stretched across the fret board
Her heart in a composition book,
Working weekends, just
Trying to get by
With mascara tears, black-rimmed blue eyes
Like she never loved at all.
'I'll wear your goodbye like a bad tattoo.'"