Changed
Did you dance on top of my grave
when I was away?
Did you bring decaying flowers
to lay on my head?
Did you bring your friends along
to disturb the peace I love?
Did you wear those dirty shoes
that leave tracks everywhere?
I thought my grave was sacred to you
I thought I was your girl
And now I see that I was a joke
Even in death, you still haven't changed
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