ashlee and the paper boys rountine (this is for you)

i'm not a poet i'm just troubled in the head

this isn't a song of love it's a song about wanting you dead. i've got good news and i've got bad news

good news is i've died

bad news is only on the inside. i'm taking aim and i'm thinking back

i'll never you know the feelings that i've possessed. because you're the only one i want to kiss

but to kill at the same time. hold your breath

don't get your hopes up

but this hold your breath

this is for you and this for you