[Intro]
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[Verse]
            
Now come one c

ome all to thi

s tragic affai

r; 

wipe off that 

make-up, what'

s in is despai

r
   
so throw on th

e black dress 

mix in with th

e lot;
           
you might wake

              
 up and notice

        
 you're someon

e you're not
             
If you look in

    
 the mirror an

d don't like w

hat you see 
         
you can find a

t first hand w

hat it's like 

to be me
            
so gather roun

d piggies and 

kiss this good

bye
            
I'll encourage

              
 your smile, I

             
'll expect you

       
 won't cry

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[Verse 2]
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball;
when I grow up I want to be nothin' at all

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