Woorden: Xiu Xiu. A Promise. Brooklyn Dodgers.

Sorry I walked away when you told me what you were scared of the night that you turned 12
Trying not to cry in front of your older brother
He knows where I live, he's not interested
I can't have nice things, like a boy who stays who stays around
When I needed him the most on your walk
Hold your head up high and when you watch me fall
Please look back for the last time
Brooklyn dodger

(Thanks to Judit for these lyrics)