Now you go unseen, perfect you`ll stay hidden
And I can dream of things you`ll never see
Alli please, if you are braver than the rest,
There`s little left that could dispute your claim

And when you`d finally gone
He tells me "you were dead all along"
He was wrong, he hadn`t lived a day
The way you lived your final days
A teenager in love with Christ and heroin

Now you feel ashamed
But he feels nothing of the kind
He talks of things he wouldn`t mind to try sometime,

But you`ve got little left to give
His touch is not anything you`ll ever miss

And if you made a stand,
I`d stand with you til the end
But you don`t need a friend when you`re
A teenager in love with Christ and heroin