For six long years I've been thinking this thing through inside my head
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wishing you were dead
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and now the moments come around
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I'll wait outside your home
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as you arrive alone
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when all is well I'll ring the bell and listen for you walking down
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The look in your eyes
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The fear and surprise
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is wiped away I'm sad to say in a not-so-pretty way
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As I drag you upstairs
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you start to suffer I'll watch you suffer
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Jennifer
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I don't care if it kills me
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I don't care if it kills me
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Jennifer
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I don't care if it kills me
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I don't care if it kills me
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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My black leather gloves they fit so good
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around your lying throat
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your pretty when you choke
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am I the first to tell you that?
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As I drown you in the tub
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I'll start to cut you up
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I watch the blood fill up the tub
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and stir it with a baseball bat
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The look in my eyes
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The fear and surprise
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you thought you'd see
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I disagree
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for these bloodstains comfort me
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And I'll leave you in that tub
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and I'll watch you suffer
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I'll watch you suffer
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Jennifer
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I don't care if it kills me
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I don't care if it kills me
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Jennifer
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I don't care if it kills me
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I don't care if it kills me
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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As your body decomposes I will fill the tub with Roses
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so your neighbors won't smell the stench
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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It's your last night
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your crying's buying anything but time
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This is me thinking it over
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This is me up against the wall
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This is me controlling my temper
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and this is me loosing control
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You're bleeding all over me
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you're bleeding all over me
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you're bleeding all over me.
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Roses
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