| I killed Sara V
|
| Rest in peace. |
| We loved her dearly
|
| I woke up, and there was she
|
| Standing low and limp before me
|
| And I reached to find a breath
|
| My fingertips along her chest
|
| Her lingerie on the floor, defibrillate her heart
|
| And kiss her lip gloss sweet
|
| So long sweet Sara V
|
| So long sweet Sara V
|
| Please exorcise me
|
| Please, please exorcise me
|
| I woke up on a Saturday night
|
| Didn’t feel like trying, but I missed the real life
|
| Sippin' on caffeine, wakin' at 5
|
| Working 9 to 9, and whinin' about
|
| My bank account going down by the minute
|
| With the suits on bank
|
| I hoped to see me thrive
|
| And not too long 'till I find myself
|
| Gettin' high with strangers, takin' a trip to
|
| Heaven with a bottle of gin in hand
|
| Hopin' high would help me swallow everything
|
| I lose myself with your body beside me
|
| Lying lifeless, helpless, heaven help us
|
| Hope for the boys on the lower east side
|
| Throwin' back their hearts on the lifeline
|
| Makin' a dime
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long
|
| And the girls undressed on the high street
|
| Callin' it quits just to get a little bit
|
| And I hope someday you and I will find the life
|
| Through the world in the suburbs, there we hide
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long
|
| Take a little breath, take a little breath
|
| Everybody knows that we can’t go down from here
|
| And the kids in the wilderness
|
| Never been stopped by the cops for the color of their skin
|
| And I think too bad, nearly everyone who can
|
| Buy my record has the money to keep themselves
|
| From knowing that the truth is that you get rich and
|
| Everyone else just lies beneath you
|
| So long Sara V
|
| So long |