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She said don't..
Don't let it go to your head.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
She said..

You're a touch over-rated.
You're a lush and i hate it.
But these grass stains on my knees
They won't mean a thing.

Rest in peace girl
Your death is such a shame.
( I'd never lie to you)
The paper said a bullet got in your way.

( Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to)
But I smell foul play.
Possible poisoning,
( Unless I had to, I'll do what I go to.. the truth)
I had to bring you in for questioning.

I went to your grave
(Is you could slit my throat)
Dug up your body.
( And with my one last gasping breath)
Brought it to my house
Where you lay.
(TBS- I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt)

And all I..
All I.. need to know
Is that I'm something you'll be missing.
Maybe I should hate you for this..
Never really did ever quite get that far.
Maybe I should hate you for this..
Never really did ever quite get that..

I'm a wishful thinker
With the worst intentions.
This'll be the last chance
You get to drop my name.

If I'm just bad news
Then you're a liar
(To fade)

( in the background to fade)
So let's play doctor babe
We'll operate today.
Incisions must be made.
You could help solve this case
For me...

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