That dress looks so expensive
Have you worn it here before?
And saw those photos by the door
Someday we'll drown all the widows
Someday we'll crown all the whores
Suddenly I understand you
How a person like you thinks
It'd impair a man like me
I'd have to cloud it up with drink
Someday I'll sleep in the gutter
Someday I'll sleep in the yard
When this life starts getting hard
Well, I'll buy you several copies of those magazines you like
I'll sit through a meal at Arby's without putting up a fight
You can't come back from the dead
Where we gonna hide the body?
Where we gonna stash the gun?