Testo Graves
Testo Graves
She’s pressed against the bar
With lipstick on her glass
She’s known ‘round these parts
And he just stumbled onto the tracks
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves But a fool will dig his own
He strolled up like the King of Hearts
Countin’ money for her drinks
Took her hand and brushed against
The Ace of Spades in her sleeve
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves
But a fool will dig his own
Now he’s clothed in skin and bones
The sky is turning black
He tells hisself he should have known Opens the bottle and tips it back
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves
But a fool will dig his own
But a fool will dig his own
With lipstick on her glass
She’s known ‘round these parts
And he just stumbled onto the tracks
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves But a fool will dig his own
He strolled up like the King of Hearts
Countin’ money for her drinks
Took her hand and brushed against
The Ace of Spades in her sleeve
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves
But a fool will dig his own
Now he’s clothed in skin and bones
The sky is turning black
He tells hisself he should have known Opens the bottle and tips it back
Hand him the spade, take your seat
Enjoy the show
Pretty girls make graves
But a fool will dig his own
But a fool will dig his own
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