Dead Girls Don’t
Kick Back it’s true
Casey Renee Kiser
You
wanna take me to dinner now
even
though you buried us long ago
Gimme
that damn menu;
Lemme
see what’s cookin’...nah
I
don’t fall in love with my killer
I
fall in love with them falling
finally
for me
I
can wear that dress you liked
A
dead girl dances just killing time, ha!
Wasted
precious heart- so much blood
on
the table, on the dancefloor
Lemme
do a spin for you…
Won’t
have my death a la’ carte, babe
Let’s
party; raise my hands in the air
until
you call my Lizzy
I
remember all your hard work
The
late night shoveling; all the dirt,
and
the final kick to my back
Darling, the grave you dug for me
will
do for you quite nicely
Let
me do a one more spin, babe
I
won’t need to kick back,
you’ll be dizzy, you’ll be falling
for me. I remember those eyes
as I stood
on the edge that night-
they
whispered Get in there bitch
Now,
keep your eyes on the shortness
of
my dress
to
keep your mind off the shortness
of
your breath. Dinner and dancing?!
And
don’t act surprised when you get
everything you wanted
Listen,
the moon may be discreet
but it always takes names
