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Originally posted by CountryFriedChick
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She’s not a saint and she’s not what you think
She’s an actress, whoa oh
But she’s better known for the things that she does
On the mattress, whoa oh
Who else can call someone a **** in such a classy way?
Soon she’s gonna find
Stealing other people’s toys
On the playground
Won’t make you many friends
And look, calling boys toys, that is very clever. English literature all the way.
Who should be rudely bargin’ in on a white veil occasion
Fun gestures are exchanged
And the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march
I rarely hear people calling it that.
Haunted:
You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
But I never thought I’d live to see it break
It’s getting dark and it’s all too quiet
And I can’t trust anything now
And it’s coming over you like it’s all a big mistake
Oh Oh, holding my breath
Whoa oh, I’ll lose you again
Something’s made your eyes go cold
Really, anything special about this song?