He beats his wife like his dick
He's all American
Johnny went away for a while
and lost a lot
Running faster I can't keep up with you
Standing over another
I can't remember the last time I said I loved
She's static and cold her death trip is getting old
Yeah well he's watching you
Fucked up from sniffing glue
Pardon me for laughing I didn't know you were standing
Pardon me while I slit my throat
I got no
Dean is a punk but he doesn't have a band
Helen's not a powder puff
Helen just drank too much
Salami skin and greasy hair a bullish trout he tried
She butters through my life
Skinny winking full lip summer
Congratulations on your new found love
I hope it works out
She acts stupid and she doesn't know why
In her
You lied
You goddamn son of a bitch
You're taking
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