Nancy do you remember when I went and fought a demon for you?
Got hit in the face with a shovel by a skeleton went tumblin down...
had a makeshift junkyard funeral and robbed a church just to hallow the ground
fillin an old liquor bottle with new holy water
like lambs to the slaughter- me and your drunken father were...
headin towards our own urns
well half this shit aint mine
more than half this shit aint mine
and it's hard not give such obvious answers
when you ask such dumb questions!
I'm breaking up with a dead girl
and it's not as easy as it seems
cause Nancy to me you're more than just a bad dream...
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