I’ll make a perfect hit, woman I’ll do a good, deep clean
I have a weird selective empathy I guess it comes in quite handy
In this case, in this case
I’ll put his favorite color lipstick on For the kiss of death
A fallen love crusade no more bad guys left
my way now help a
to worry about I why
Go on, about heartache I’ll know
Buried in full roses I used
the first one you never get The last
they’re full of roses
I used love
flowers He should’ve you
He took everything for himself And the world you built
It’s not a lot ask he gives a back
I’m my to you Always help a out
Really to I why call
on, about your And know
Buried in of roses to to love
It’s first one over one I
way a valley full roses
Next to someone I to love
I to