A room of sweet perfume
I know that isn't mine
She left so soon
I passed her on my way
Fifth Avenue
Her eyes were full of you
Save me your excuse
before it leaves your lips
You've tied the noose
and then you let it slip
from under you
I hope that hell feels good
Me and my girls
call us a coven
when it comes lovin'
They got my back
when I go on trusting
boys like you
You're gone and buried
to cemetery
Boy ain't it scary
R I P you'rе dead to me
You're gone and buried
I hope you're ready
Boy ain't it scary
R I P you're dead to me
Cross my broken heart
I hope you die die
Cross my broken heart
I hope you die die
R I P you're dead to me
A figurine of you
I'm pulling on
your threads
they're coming loose
Im poking at your cloth
It's kinda cute
to watch your face turn
blue
Me and my girls they
call us a coven
when it comes to lovin'
They got my back
when I go on trusting
boys like you
You're gone and buried
to cemetery
Boy ain't it scary
R I P you're dead to me
You're gone and buried
I hope you're ready
Boy ain't it scary
R I P you're dead to me
Cross my broken heart
I hope you die die
Cross my broken heart
I hope you die die
R I P you're dead to me
R I P you're dead to me
R I P you're dead to me