Abort

The stories are made up but the people are real

You said you loved her but you didn't think much of her
You should have told me 'cause I did
I went last weekend and I finally found her mother
And to her face I said hey man you killed a kid

And she's wrong and she's proud of it
And she's wrong and she knows she's going to fry
It's been too long, she can't get out of it
She moves on to another guy

I sit around feeling sorry for myself again
I wonder what it would be like if she were here
She never made it and she probably had it coming and
She'd crawl around and sin and what would we do then

And she's wrong and she's proud of it
And she's wrong and she knows she's going to fry
It's been too long, she can't get out of it
She moves on to another guy

Abort abort the mission is over
They're all dead abort

There's a vice for those adopting my philosophy
You can choose as long as I don't think you're wrong
I said to myself, choosing life is easy
What advice I send myself will soon be gone

(The people are real)
I got my friends and we all went down to the clinic
(People are real)
We didn't really care we thought no one was in it
(Can't decide what you are)
I lit a match and watched it all burn to the ground
(Can't decide what you are)
Now there's one more little girl whose daddy can't be found

And we're wrong and we're proud of it
And we're wrong and we know we're going to fry
It's been to long we can't get out of it
We move on we move on

Oh this is love it's the lost saying
Oh what if we could just love one another
What if we could just love