Depeche Mode - Blasphemous Rumours lyrics

Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her<br>Slashed her wrists, bored with life<br>Didn't succeed, thank the lord<br>For small mercies<br><br>Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again<br>Sixteen candles burn in her mind<br>She takes the blame, it's always the same<br>She goes down on her knees and prays<br><br>I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours<br>But I think that god's got a sick sense of humor<br>And when I die I expect to find him laughing<br><br>Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything<br>Found new life in jesus christ<br>Hit by a car, ended up<br>On a life support machine<br><br>Summer's day, as she passed away<br>Birds were singing in the summer sky<br>Then came the rain, and once again<br>A tear fell from her mother's eye<br><br>I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours<br>But I think that god's got a sick sense of humor<br>And when I die I expect to find him laughing