i was your
crime of passion

i was your
crime of passion

look at all that passion on the wall over there
with the shotgun laying near

look at all that passion on the wall over there
with the shotgun laying near

like falling debris
your knees gave in

your hands couldn't hide in your pockets
and your hides couldn't hide in your pockets

they were busy working overtime
busy working overtime

to cover your tear soaked face
to cover your tear soaked face

you did this to yourself
now get up off the floor

you did this to yourself
now get up off the floor

you're in love

with the coroner

© 2005 - 2006 Lackluster Life


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