let me you all the story of a girl we know as maribellnnshe's the sweetest little thing but it's not the sweetest secret to tellnnwe walked through the trainyard and norma and brian walked aheadnnwe climbed through the hole in the fence and that's when norma saidnnnnall of that charm gone to wastennnntake my hand brian, t-t-take my hand briannndo you have a secondnnand she dug her little fingers into his neck until he chokednnyou could tell he was high cuz her fingertips were going whitennhis face was alight and his eyes were wide and they looked so brightnnnnall of that charm gone to wastennnnleave me alone, won't younnnnall of that charm gone to waste