Miss Ann Thrope
You're so pretty when you lie
Love songs always make me cry
I don't think you have a choice
There's no truth left in your voice
Remember when we used to laugh
Just try to forget all that
Wear my heart upon your lips
I hope it tastes just like shit
Just call me miss ann thrope
Just call me miss ann thrope
You're so pretty when you die
Love
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