My little lady locked me out as I wanted to say
Oh, how you got away
And my little lady locked me out as I wanted to say
I can't believe you got away
She's fine and she's doing well
And he wonders around your house at night
And she's feeling nice
So she orders another round of see you in hell
A lady full of memories but he says he knows you well
And he's been seen with a preteen from his last broken dream
And my lace untied itself and then ties itself back up
At the fair ground where you parked your house but you lost her there
And she's fine
And she's fine
And she's fine
And she's fine, oh
And she's fine but not doing well and I can tell you slept in his car last night
And she's fine but not doing well and I can tell he wants to see me in hell See me in hell