She's got another guys name carved in her wrist,
And tattooed lists of the boys she's kissed
On the insides of her thighs.
A hundred other guys.
Don't look at her face,
And don't look in her eyes.
She's going to rip your heart out with a length of wire.
Fashioned into a hook,
And inserted through your face.
Like the Egyptians removed brains.
All your blood will drain away,
And you will never be the same.
Your brains must have leaked out,
Through a hole in your skull.
I think I see them tangled in your hair.
Because you think that you're happy,
because you think she,
Thinks about you when you aren't there.
She bought a knife at the thrift store,
Just for cutting out hearts.
She had a rusty one before.
"Does she still have it?"
I'm not sure,
but she's still taking boys apart
In the backseat of her car.
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