It was the middle of yesterday
When the truth was revealed.
It was the middle of yesterday
That your lips were sealed.
Sealed with a gun, not a kiss, my dear.
A gun to your head, now thats something to fear.
I finished the deed, did my job,
And you lay there, like a lifeless slob.
Wait, thats something you always were.
I left you laying there for the world to see
I left you laying there feeling better about you and me.
I Made Sure Your lips were sealed with a gun, not a kiss, my dear.
A gun to your head, now thats something to fear.
 
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