You wake from comfort search
 To morning soiled bed
 Now, slumber sweetened tooth
Bites down in cold, on truth
 Oh, oh, no, Elizabeth. Oh, oh, no
 Oh, oh, no, Elizabeth. Oh, oh, no
 Through pre-pubescent tones
 The sticks will break your bones
 And as you're walking home
 You cry, cry, cry alone
 Through pre-pubescent tones
 The sticks will break your bones
 And don't look up to call
 For all they are is tall
 Don't do that, Elizabeth. Don't do that
 Don't do that, Elizabeth. Don't do that
 Though few days you've had
 Those days have all been sad
 When youth has found its past
 These days they all were cast
 Though few days you've had
 Those days have all been sad
 No matter what is said
 Life change or sudden death
 You're unloved, Elizabeth. You're unloved
 You're unloved, Elizabeth. You're unloved
 You're unloved, Elizabeth. You're unloved
 You're unloved, Elizabeth. You're unloved
 You're unloved
 You're unloved
 You're unloved
 You're unloved