Murder Ballad #35

If you loved me at all you would kill it
I can't take it any more
If you cared for me you'd do it
We've been down this road before
Champaign and cake and tangerines
Will never be enough
I have no need of fancy things
I'm not some powder puff

Have a black and tan if that won't do
Have a blood and sand and see it through

If you loved me at all you would show it
The ebb and flowing strains my heart
How many times must I tell you
I am the queen of brand new starts
My Sprawling lawn is like a world
Of tiny thin green trees
No one need know what lies below
Keep that twixt you and me

Have a black and tan if that won't do
Have a blood and sand and see it through

It's over baby
We're through, you're through, it's through...
It's dead, do you hear me
Dead as a door nail
Dead as a church mouse
Well, dead as a dead church mouse
It's dead in the water baby
Take it out back and shoot it 'cuz it's dead

Have a black and tan if that won't do
Have a blood and sand and see it through

If you loved me at all you would kill it
How you do it is up to you
Whether quiet or loud Deutsche Mark Schilling
It's rather chilling
But nothing new

It's dead to me baby
You're dead to me
It's been dead
Dead as disco
Although disco did have a slight resurgence at some point
But we're not going to
Well maybe once we might fuck at a party
When we're both drunk
But that's not going to mean anything to me
Still consider us dead
Even while I'm fucking you
I'm going to consider you dead
I'm fucking a dead you