R. I. P Lyrics - Reject All American - Bikini Kill

I can't say everything about it 

In just one single song 

I can't put how I feel in a package 

And sell it back to everyone 

But wait 

There's another boy genius whose fucking gone 

I hope the food tastes better in heaven 

I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there 

I hope everytime they talk to you 

They know that they're lucky to be your friend 

'cause look 

There's another boy genius whose fucking gone 

And I wouldn't be so fucking mad so fucking 

Pissed off if it wasn't so fucking wrong 

It's all fucking wrong 

It's not fair- it's not fair 

It's not fair 

But no one said life was easy 

Yeah, but no one said-on one said 

Nothings supposed to happen, right? 

No, no one told me anything 

To prepare me for fucking this 

There's another boy genius whose fucking gone 

Don't tell me it don't matter 

Don't tell me it don't matter 

Don't tell me I've had three days to get over it 

It won't go away 

It just won''t go away