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Karen please come back I missed the kids
Karen please come back I missed the kids
How old's he again
twenty-four?
Is he still your yoga instructor?
Karen I don't have a bed anymore
I sleep on the futon on a hardwood floor
But can you blame me
I'm quite poor
Why'd you have to be such a w**re
And I will write you songs
Until my lungs fall out
'till you hear me out
She took the f**king kids
Please hear me now
All I want is for you to listen
Karen I keep your hair in the drain
A little piece of you still remains
Sometimes I stroke it
My pain burns hot as my torch
Placed outside your door
Now you'll see why you're a-
No already done that one
I'll die in ritual fire
Tear my world apart
Like you did to my heart
Oh
Karen please come back I missed the kids
Was my arson not enough to convince- You?
Give me back my son
So I can stop sending you my b*lls
So open up your doors
Karen I've been thinking
Karen I know I've been bad
Probably shouldn't of killed your- Dad
But is it really grounds for divorce?
Karen
No
No-o-o-o-o-o
Is- this is on?