Finally time to cut the cord With a double edge sword
She fell twenty three times and was always caught until that very last time, she really hit the spot
She has a Tendency to sue the other side for the ultimate divorce
Yet a Dependency to reckon style differences and stay the course
Sew...So many wild oats to feed the horseΒ Β
Broken leg shotgun blast with no remorse
With "Ohh" so many secrets she preys to keep She appetizes your mind and she begins to flirt She has so many sewed memories still to reap Come from behind Underdog dreams of dessert Then the Poisoned Final coarse starts to creep Racing in your veins because her ego was hurt So take one last taste before you drift to sleep Enjoy that sweet final nap deep within the dirt
She'll bury you alive, and rarely stray from the hive, she'll bee the queen for years to come until the fall of the kindgom