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| Brand New Favorite Weapon Sudden Death In Carolina Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter and this morning I threw up fire But it's nothing new I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat Every stupid melody to every stupid song, and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on What difference does this difference in age make? I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick. Call 911, I'm already dead but someone should be caught and held responsible for this bloody mess Last night I fell asleep next to a liar and I woke up with a shiner And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere And we beat each other up just like we always do When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you What difference does this difference in age make? I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick. Call 911, I'm already dead but someone should be caught and held responsible for this bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor They hung her from the bridge on Monday The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn They dropped her body in the river School and work returned to normal before long (before long... and no one will mention any of this again) Call 911, I'm already dead but someone should be caught and held responsible for this bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor |
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