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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) SongtexteBrought 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... Aus Songtexte Mania