You're so pretty when you lie
Love songs always make me cry
I don't think you have a choice
There's no truth left in your voice
Remember when we used to laugh
Just try to forget all that
Wear my heart upon your lips
I hope it tastes JUST LIKE s**t!
Just call me
Miss Ann Thrope
Just call me
Miss Ann Thrope
You're so pretty when you die
Love songs always make me cry
I don't think you realize
There's no blue left in your eyes
Remember when we used to sing
Just try to forget those things
Fill your hole inside with dirt
I hope that it ******** HURTS!
Just call me
Miss Ann Thrope
(repeat 3x)
You have left a trail of deceit, assault, and flattery
Blasting through my wounds
Imprisoned me in God and poetry
A ritual to mend my angry heart,
A breeding ground for your untruth
If God created man in his own image then ******** YOU!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
My hate for you defines my lust
Bridges to bridges, you're nothing to me
Welcome world, Miss Ann Thrope
(repeat)
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c**t
MISS ANN THROPE
c**t
********
MISS ANN THROPE
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