- cifra
If he is your lady
Then I'm the tramp
We weren't made for each other
Sex is all we had
Cut the tightrope
Let the doves go flying out
Make sure to dress in all black
When you send your regards for me
Bury my heart to sleep
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
Make sure to give my shit back
When you throw the last rose for me
Faking is hard for
Bury my world to sleep
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
You left me hanging
Clean up your mess
Late like a partner free
Barbed wire hearts in chains
Cut the tightrope
Burn my rhinestones off my gown
Make sure to dress in all black
When you send your regards for me
Bury my heart to sleep
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
Make sure to give my shit back
When you throw the last rose for me
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
Cut the tightrope
Let the doves go flying out
Make sure to dress in all black
When you send your regards for me
Bury my heart to sleep
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
Make sure to give my shit back
When you throw the last rose for me
Faking is hard for
Bury my world to sleep
3 flowers, 6 feet deep
Make sure to give my shit back
When you throw the last rose
