Letra da Música: Goodnight Socialite - The Brobecks

In the darkest corner of the house...
I found her body there
cold and stiff
spine in a twist
she left a note
it read like so:
My Dearest one...
heres what you've done..

Ive got your knife inside my back
Ive got your rope around my neck
I feel the poison in my veins
corrode and eat away my brains

Ive told you fifteen dozen times.
And thats one hundred-eighty times
If I cant have you
then no one can.

..She was an honest girl (Never told a lie.)
Raised with the finest things (Far too rich to die.)
A silver spoon
Gold diamond rings

And her sainted mother
the benefactor
of the inheritance that i was after

shes got a feeling that ill get even and
if i cant have you
then no one can.

Ive got your knife inside my back
Ive got your rope around my neck
I feel the poison in my veins
corrode and eat away my brains

Ive told you fifteen dozen times.
And thats one hundred-eighty times
If I cant have you
then no one can.