Jay Reatard. An Ugly Death. Zeneszám

She hung herself, out to dry
Didn?t even, say goodbye
She had enough, of this world
An ugly death, for a pretty girl

For you, for me
How I love to see
[x4]

They buried her deep, in the ground
Where she can?t, make a sound
She needed a friend, and there she lies
And no one cares, so no one cries

[chorus x2]