Hazel -

Thinking I might tell everyone my secrets to life

With dead leaves and bad dreams

Like the ones I used to write

And April showers

Bring showers bring suicides in May

And April showers will fill the brockets to lovers' line

And the pain lies in learning

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

But you’re laughing all the way home

I hate the moonlight when it brings out your eyes

And ill tell you what I think

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

But you’re laughing all the way home

Can April showers bring suicides in May?

Bring suicides in May?

See how I’ve fallen

It’s a find out to find out

You’re right

You’re right

I hate the moonlight when it brings out your eyes

And I’ll tell you what I think

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

You’re so tired

You’re so tired…