Hello, meet my problems I only miss you when
I'm with you I gotta fly car to jet around
town Gone sour to the bone Gone bad to the
marrow Financial situation's depleted Guess
a slap in the face is what I really needed From
a strong hand to make me a man What more could
I ask? What more could I stand? I'm so low
that I wish I was dead With a knife in my
chest and a bullet in my head I'm so low that
I wish I was dead Must I go on? Sold all my
friends today I'm so low that I wish I was
dead Gave everything away Now I'm bound
only by twine and thread Just give me
time Don't give me time to miss you Just
give me time Don't give me time to miss
you On a short leash yet she was
eathbound So I threw her in the lost and
found Now she's scaring me A fine
charity With a pink trombone and a tuning
key So just ignore the footprints And just
ignore the sand My epitaph stands before
me So wear your ego to the funeral of a
frightened man Saw her standing in the
doorway Fade away And I believe in it If
I were dead If I were dead If I were dead
she wouldn't love me anymore
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