'Cause they took my favourite old game set
And then they pawned my toys for a Percocet
And then they tied up a toaster to my head
And then they chucked me off a cliff but I'm still not dead
Hush, little baby, drink your spoiled milk
I'm fucking crazy, need my prescription filled
Do you like my cookies? They're made just for you
A little bit of sugar, but lots of poison, too
I need to kill you
That's the only way to get you out of my head
Oh, I need to kill you
To silence all the sweet little things you said
I really want to kill you
Wipe you off the face of my earth
And bury your bracelet
Bury your bracelet
Six feet under the dirt
Darlin', darlin', darlin'
I fall to pieces when I'm with you, I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches (are ruined)
Once upon a time in a land far away
There lived a little girl and she cried all day
Playgirl bunny magazines would never get her laid
She downed another bottle 'til the pain went away
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