Everybody's talking about the girl who went and killed the delivery man
But she looks so kind and gentle, it just doesn't stand to reason
I saw her there just like the other night as stately as a slot machine
When she looked my way something mad as hell came over me.
Anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now
Anna..., all good children go to heaven!
I remember your face that august night when we laughed about the beautiful times to come
And a crazy old man came much too late and caused a chain reaction
I've been hanging out here for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone
And looking at you now is driving me to distraction.
Anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now
Anna..., all good children go to heaven!
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