• I don’t know what she’s doing now
    Last I heard from her she said
    She felt as if she should be dead
    I guess in fact she usually does


    I never could understand the fact she ain’t returned my calls
    I was the only one I told her I loved her through all the flaws
    I would always be the one to show her light in the tunnel
    I swear to God I need her back, I know she’s lost in the jungle
    I know she need me, can’t believe we grew apart so quick
    She loved trees like me, the way the New Eras fit
    She loved Tommy Hilfiger, Rugbys, and Adidas
    A match made before Heaven, why the feelings have to leave us?
    But they didn’t leave my heart so fast
    I still wish I had her near and had a beer for her glass
    Even though I know that’s her downfall from the past
    Still wanna shop for old time sake if she asks
    Little shot of Crown Royale, maybe 151
    So if you see her let her know the plan to have us some fun
    Well guess what? Today front page of the daily news
    My queen betting the Bean dead right ? what the ********?



    I don’t know what she’s doing now
    Last I heard from her she said
    She felt as if she should be dead
    I guess in fact she usually does



    Ever see a dog so confused and assed out?
    She’ll suck any dude off chasing the cash route
    She went from pompoms to kine bud
    I watched the innocence transform, obsession to buying drugs
    Little Tooty was a cutie, I swear God
    Carmel complexion, good grade with a hair bob
    Ten years later now she’s bobbing to head jobs
    In and out of strip clubs like a career job
    And she can’t see that she’s killing herself
    Cause a couple dollars got this drunk feeling herself
    It’s ill how this little girl could be ruthless
    She can make a ***** with three degrees look stupid
    She even tried to trick a couple dollars from Cupid
    Emotionally drain your a** out till you’re useless
    The price is high when you wanna ride
    With a john that’s suicide, she’s a suicide, c’mon

    I don’t know what she’s doing now
    Last I heard from her she said
    She felt as if she should be dead
    I guess in fact she usually does

    She said I must confess it turns me on when I cut my flesh
    There’s nothing left, I’m hollow, I’ll follow death
    If it’s a change from the mundane Mondays
    You know my pain, I’m empty inside, my veins pump Novocaine
    Sometimes I feel like life isn’t real
    And my brain is too busy and my mind don’t ever heal
    I could never shut it off so I’d rather shut it down
    Do it right the first time, I ain’t trying to ******** around
    And she smiles for her friends but the smile is a mask
    Any memories of happiness are filed in the past
    I considered my garage foot revving on the gas
    A slash and a gasp or a violent blast
    I don’t believe in Hell unless it’s what I’m in
    I wanna free my soul, straight jump out of my skin
    She exhaled and sighed, eyes opened wide
    Suicide, it’s a suicide

    I don’t know what she’s doing now
    Last I heard from her she said
    She felt as if she should be dead
    I guess in fact she usually does

    It’s so hard for me to explain
    I guess she has a strange approach
    It makes her seem beyond reproach
    Until you find out what she is