Forget-Me-Now
She never got to know me, they never do
I never introduced myself
The smell of sweat and perfume fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is waiting in there
But she doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
I stalk this waste of life
I always introduce myself
The smell of shit and death fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is dying in there
She still doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
She died like she lived, on her fucking back
They die like they live, on their fucking backs
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I want your legs (I want your legs)
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I always introduce myself
The smell of sweat and perfume fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is waiting in there
But she doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
I never introduced myself
The smell of sweat and perfume fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is waiting in there
But she doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
I stalk this waste of life
I always introduce myself
The smell of shit and death fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is dying in there
She still doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
She died like she lived, on her fucking back
They die like they live, on their fucking backs
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I want your legs (I want your legs)
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I want your legs
I want your legs behind your head
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I stalk this waste of life to make sure I'm not wasting my own
I always introduce myself
The smell of sweat and perfume fills the air
I know my new girlfriend is waiting in there
But she doesn't know me yet
I'm a surgeon, I'm a poet
I'm the last thing you see before you die
I don't need you
I don't need anyone
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Writer(s): Vincent Bennett, Daniel Laskiewicz, Kevin Buotot, Jack Strong
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