My Second Restraining Order
A week.
A week.
You've been sleepin for a week.
Yeah but does he know.
Does he know.
Does he know
Does he know oh oh.
Don't worry
Cause I'm sure he'll get a copy,
Of the list of times I saved your life.
A week.
You've been sleepin for a week.
Yeah but does he know.
Does he know.
Does he know
Does he know oh oh.
Don't worry
Cause I'm sure he'll get a copy,
Of the list of times I saved your life.
I know exactly where I wanna be!
I know exactly where I wanna be!
I know exactly where I wanna be!
In your bed, lying dead.
Would that get your attention, baby?
Would that get your attention, baby?
A week
A week
You've been asleep for a few days now.
And do you, do you know
Do you know
Do you know
That I've been here everyday.
Watching you, What to do?
Scrap the plan, Get my senses,
Grab my bag, and climb out the window
A week
You've been asleep for a few days now.
And do you, do you know
Do you know
Do you know
That I've been here everyday.
Watching you, What to do?
Scrap the plan, Get my senses,
Grab my bag, and climb out the window
I know exactly where I wanna be!
I know exactly where I wanna be!
I know exactly where I wanna be!
In your bed, lying dead.
Would that get your attention, Sweetie?
Fresh cut wrists, Still clentch fists.
Am I messing up your sheets?
I'll be gone soon
Would that get your attention, Sweetie?
Fresh cut wrists, Still clentch fists.
Am I messing up your sheets?
I'll be gone soon
You, left.
You left me hanging like a noose.
You, left.
You left me hanging like a noose.
You left.
You left me hanging like a noose.
You, left.
You left, You left!
You left me hanging like a noose.
You, left.
You left me hanging like a noose.
You left.
You left me hanging like a noose.
You, left.
You left, You left!
In your bed, lying dead.
Would that get your attention, Ass Hole?
Fresh cut wrists, still clentch fists.
Am I messing up your sheets?
I'll be gone soon.
I'll be gone soon, soon enough.
Yeh I'll be gone soon.
I'll be gone soon, Soon enough.
Oooh.
(I'll be gone soon, soon enough.)
Would that get your attention, Ass Hole?
Fresh cut wrists, still clentch fists.
Am I messing up your sheets?
I'll be gone soon.
I'll be gone soon, soon enough.
Yeh I'll be gone soon.
I'll be gone soon, Soon enough.
Oooh.
(I'll be gone soon, soon enough.)
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