I once had a girlfriend,
But then one day she me and everywhere
I'd go people would ask me where she was.
But I don't want to talk about her.
But someone always asks about her.
So I tell them all my girlfriend's dead.
I say it's leukemia or sometimes bulimia
Or a great big truck ran her over
And chopped off her head.
But I dont' want to talk about her.
But someone always asks about her.
So I tell them all my girlfriend's dead.
I geuss there's a part of me that likes the sympathy
Or the looks on thier faces when I tell themn how
She passed away.
But I dont' want to talk about her.
But someone always asks about her.
So I tell them all she's dead.
My girlfriends dead you see,
It's a total lie-but it's easier on me
Than having ot admit she like's someone else.
My girlfriends dead you know,
Please change the subject or I am going to go
Jump off a building a join her in heaven.
