I Know What You Buried Last Summer

She said"Don't, don't let it go to your headBoys like you are a dime a dozen,Boys like you are a dime a dozen"She said"You're a touch overrated,You're a lush and I hate itBut these grass stains on my kneesThey won't mean a thing"Rest in peace girl, your death is such a shame (I'd never lie to you)The paper said a bullet got in your wayBut I smell foul play, possible poisoning (Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to)I had to bring you in for questioning (I'll do what I got to, unless I had to)I went to your grave, dug up your body (And with my one last gasping breath)Brought it to my house, where you lay (I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt)And all INeed to knowIs that I'm something you'll be missingMaybe I should hate you for this (So let's play doctor babe)Never really did ever quite get that farMaybe I should hate you for thisNever really did ever quite get that... (You could help solve this case)For me'Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentionsThis will be the last chance you get to drop my name'Cause I'm a wishful… Get to drop my nameIf I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)So let's play doctor babeWe'll operate todayIncisions must be madeYou could help solve this caseFor me...