B.S.O.

Death by chocolate is a myth,
This i know because i lived,
I've been around for broken hearts and how
Lay your head in my hands little girl, this is only right now

Death by crying doesn't exist,
Though the headaches feel a bit like it
you might explode
but you reach the end of the road
and you little tree, i'm certain you will grow

Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
Just how to love again
Oh my weeping willow, let your leaves fall and return
Oh darling, the seasons are your friend

Death by anger this is true
Just let him go, he can't hurt you
Oh little girl this is such a cruel, cruel world
This is the first of a million broken hearts

Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
Just how to love again
Oh my weeping willow, let your leaves fall and return
Oh darling, the seasons are your friend

Oh, it wont be long, you will grow strong up, up and away
He's but a falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf

DEATH BY CHOCOLATE, Sia