he gave us sheets made our beds
tonight we're not alone
i am not scared
we shared our pills when we needed hope
you brushed my arm in the hall
when you walked by
i know my heart makes me wicked
no one believes me i know
that's what i saw
out through the door of his office
you love him i'm all alone
covered in blood
the good doctor he loves dorothea
now that i'm gone i can know
i was so wrong
you die knowing he'll burry you
next to your love in the ground
we'll be parked under cars

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