The Devil danced with Gabriel;

Oh lordy, I think it's broke!

Mother, I guess your insults have a bit of truth;
my stupidity as once again shown threw,
I'm certian, free from my regrets
that i've gone and killed you; I'm just like him.

I fall in love only to lose the bet
wooing girls i've never met;
Taking chances to know the outcome,
playing hero even though i'm not one.

I somehow knew I'd be "the ex-girlfriend"
the one in a million whos only one in ten.
I somehow knew I'd be "the ex-girlfriend"
the one in that Heaven took the liberty to aprehend.

When it comes to your boy bands, yeah girl your a star.
You'd be the perfect muse, and by my notes you are.
Yeah, you've got the taste for flair, and all those empty curves,
pardon the fact I stared; with atraction comes a curse.

When it comes to you artwork, yeah girl your a star.
You're a Divinci with a angry Lisa; Mona's moans vibrate, bizarre.
Yeah, you've got the splash for green, and all those useless memories
pardon the fact I'm trembeling, now I cant stand the band Emery.

Focus on your breathing as the water fills every inch;
you always thought drowning was easy, well guess again- it isn't.
I struggel to keep my hands in check, gripping tight around your neck.
Bruises I once drew, sleep like the angel I once knew.

I somehow knew I'd be "the ex-girlfriend"
the one in a million whos only one in ten.
I somehow knew I'd be "the ex-girlfriend"
the one in that Hell took the liberty to aprehend.