I’ve been
thinking about what you said
It’s been going around in my head
I’ve been thinking about what you were
It’s a messy messed up blur
And when the con was over
One thing I learned
I think you’d be better off if you were dead
Think your check might last a year?
Ain’t got no worries...
Ain’t got no fear...
You change so fast you’re such a creep
You make me feel so very cheap
And when the heist was over
I guess I got burned
I think you’d be better off if you were dead
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