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Miss Jones taught me English
But I think I just shot her son
'Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it
But man, you shoulda seen it

His flesh explode
Slow motion see me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion see me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion see me let go

Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
I'll take your pants off
I got a little bit of blow we could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke I cut with Drano
And her nose starts to bleed

A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion see me let go
We'll remember these days
Slow motion see me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion see me let go
And at home

My sister's eating paint chips again
Maybe that's why she's insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
Wouldn't you?
See my neighbor's beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There's a knock to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing

And death slides close to me
Won't grow old to be
A junkie wino creep

Hollywood glamorized my wrath
I'm a young urban psychopath
I incite murder for your entertainment
'Cause I needed the money
What's your excuse?
The joke's on you

Slow motion see me let go
Oh yeah
Slow motion see me let go
Slow motion see me let go

Buttercups all around
In ampersands where I found you
Crying your eyes out
Losing the war

Shuffling slipper feet
Trying so hard not to sing
But my smile cracks your surface
And you break into song

You poured all your soul into me
Left your toothbrush next to the sink
From that moment forward, I knew I would love you too much

Fossils and rocks
Dusted up by the dirt
Of cantankerous back roads
And un-tuned guitars

With a shimmer in the dark
A brief flicker…and you were gone
Now I need you to come back
I need you to come back
The door is ajar

And I poured myself into the drink
Caught your spectre haunting the porch
Pleading “You’re better than this, you’re better than this…”

As my stomachs stitch travelled up to my chest
I felt closer to death than I’d ever admit
And I’m better than that
And we’re better than this

Great as a poem, doesn't really scan as a song...

You start off amazingly but the last two lines form rhyming couplets like you rushed the cerse without thinking it through.