Kate Moss

If you think real hard about
The aches, the card, the blackboard
That you've drawn on for so long
You realize that it's gone

And with it that swan song
The mirror of your life has turned to shards
If that means broken glass
Na'er, you won't have the chance to laugh
At those who always laughed at you

Think back, yes, it's cool to jump up and be through
When even worser things have come to pass