She is a pretty tree A tree dressed all in trinkets Trinkets for the birds to strip away She's a jeweled and painted egg An egg by Faberge Her fragile shell Cracked open in the fray She's going away Going away He's a speed freak side kick In awe of her beauty But her beauty's not enough to make him stay He's a broken mirror A mirror for the damned to preen in The vampire tweakers Have come out to prey She's going away Going away Going away Going away The van is on it's way A long white ride made by Chevrolet Her shot waits in the tray A sedative to turn her mind to clay She's going away Going away Going away Going away