When I Get Home, You're So Dead

The words are coming I feel terrible

Is it typical for us to end like this?

Well it's just another scene

From a movie that you've seen one hundred times

Cause baby you weren't the first, or the last, or the worst.

And I've got to fill the blanks in the past with a verse

We could sit around and cry but frankly your not worth it anymore.

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under

Lip sync lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry, and die

On any other day we'd shoot the boy

But your simple toy

Had caused a scene like this

Leave him hanging on the walls

Just a picture in the hall

Like a hundred more

Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips

And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips

I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix

For such a simple little...whore...

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under

Lip sync lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry, and I die

Oh whoa, whoa, yeah.

And your name remains the same

All that has changed is this pretty face.

So pull the trigger

It never gets closer

You want to start over

Never start over

Pull the trigger

It never gets closer

You want to start over

But never start over

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under

Lip sync lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry, and die

Say hello, say hello

Lip sync lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry AND.