You're so pretty when you lie
lovesongs 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 %#@!!


Just call me
miss ann thrope
just call me

miss ann thrope

you're so pretty when you die

lovesongs always make me cry
i don't think you realize
there's no blue left in your eyes

remember when we used to sing
just try to forget those things
fill your hole inside with dirt

i hope that it $#&@ing hurts!

Just call me

miss ann thrope
just call me
miss ann thrope

just call me
miss ann thrope
just call me

miss ann thrope

you have left a trail of deceit

assault and flattery
blasting through my wounds
imprisoned me

in god and poetry
a ritual to mend my
angry heart

a breeding ground for your untruth
if god created man in his
own image

then $#&@ you...

Ashes to ashes

dust to dust
my hate for you
defines my lust

bridges to bridges
you're nothing to me
welcome world

miss ann thrope

ashes to ashes

dust to dust
my hate for you
defines my lust

bridges to bridges
you're nothing to me
welcome world

miss ann thrope

$#&@

cunt
miss ann thrope
cunt

$#&@
miss ann thrope
miss

ann
thrope