My little lady locked me out as I wanted to say
Oh how you got away

And my little lay locked me out
And I wanted to say
I can't believe you got away.

But she's fine and she's doing well
And he wonders aroudn the 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 hes beeing seen with a preteen
From his last broken dreams

And my lace untied itself
Then it ties itsel back up
And the fair ground where you parked your house but you
Lost her there

And she's fine
But not sleeping well
And I can tell you sleep on his car last night

And she's fine, but not doing well
And can tell he wants to see me in hell (see me in hell)