Shh.
Oh, fuck.
- Dispatch to 842. - Man
842, single motor vehicle accident.
Possible Jeep rollover. Approximate mile marker 13.
Female is reported to be outside the vehicle.
Possible head trauma.
Let's go!
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
And now for the news.
Three more abandoned vehicles have been found in
the Pine Barrens region of Bristol County this past month.
Locals are saying Ash Pine Road has become
the new Bermuda Triangle with 31 cars and/or drivers
going missing over the past 20 years.
Seems the Golden Gears car races have created
a few more monsters to watch out for on the road...
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
...Automobile accidents involving teen drivers have just gone up
29 % in Bristol County over the past three years.
¶ Given the need to know ¶
¶ And who would've known ¶
¶ Take it away ¶
Don't feel bad. I'm a bad driver.
Oh, fuck that.
I won Junior Gold Gears two years running.
Oh, yeah, you're funny, huh?
No. It just sounds like a terrible experience.
It must have been really scary.
You wanna see something really scary?
Um, what is it?
Ah, it's better if I show you.
Asshole!
That was really scary!
Well, I told you.
You could have killed us.
You'll be fine. We do it all the time.
That's funny.
Rachel couldn't handle it either.
Okay.
Let's make it fun.
Please don't kill me.
I'm never even been to California.
Jordan?
Oh, shit, Jordan!
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Hello? We've been in a really bad accident.
Please send help.
We're on Ash Pine Road.
Thank God.
He hasn't moved.
He's trapped. Please hurry.
Hello?
Can you get him out of there?
Is he gonna be okay?
Jordan?
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
Worry about what?
Help me!
Jordan!
¶ I know what you said ¶
¶ And I've been torn apart since the day you left ¶
¶ I don't think I can ¶
¶ Do it again ¶
¶ So much in my own head ¶
¶ Totally obsessed with the shit you said ¶
¶ I don't think I can ¶
¶ Do it again ¶
Let's go!
¶ ...I will see you in the end ¶
¶ How much should I take ¶
¶ When everything you made you will someday break ¶
¶ And I don't think I can ¶
¶ Do it again. ¶
Amy?
Yeah?
Could you grab the mail, baby?
Department said that Daddy's last check was finally sent.
Yeah, I got it.
It's only been eight months.
You working today?
No.
Bill Higgins is supposed to pop by
with a tomato plant.
Great.
I have those same boxers.
Thank you, Rachel.
Got new movies.
God, I love your mouth.
Let's go.
Nice underwear. Real sexy.
Later, flapjacks.
Hey, Jason. Nice day, huh?
Oh, what's on your lip? It's a huge whore.
Did I hear you talking to somebody out there?
No.
Here's your mail.
Thank you, baby.
I thought maybe it was Angel.
Yeah. I don't think so.
What happened?
Nothing.
She's too busy with her new friends.
I have too much going on, though, anyway.
Yes, you do.
Have to get your essay in their hands by the 15th.
My ticket out of this town, thank God.
Hey, Mom, do you think dad would have loved you
if you were like deformed
or had flapjacks or something?
What?
I don't know. Never mind.
What would make you ask that, sweetie?
Nothing, nothing. Just drop it.
Of course, your father would have.
He did.
That's why he married me
and not that bimbo Judy DeZulla.
Okay, Mom, we can't all be as beautiful as you are.
Honey, I'm sure whatever is going on with you and Angel is just a phase.
What's his sudden interest in you anyway?
I mean, he only likes skanks like Brooke.
Well, I guess I'm a skank then.
Because he likes me. And I like him.
Brad?
I mean, come on.
He's such an asshole 'roid head.
Amy, he's not! He's really nice.
If you would just give him a chance...
No, thanks.
I'd rather die than hang out with those douchebags.
Everything's always about you.
Why can't you just be happy for me?
Amy?
What?
Just drop it.
Such a YouTube queen.
I guess she is used to having her legs open, isn't she?
Unbelievable.
Whoo!
- I wanna do it. - You wanna do what?
I wanna ride the space.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Okay.
My baby's gonna ride the space! Whoo!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Wait. What?
Check it out! Whoo-hoo!
- I'm doing it! - Whoo!
Man!
Stop.
Babe?
- Come on, baby. - Look, stop! Seriously!
Brooke, I'm driving!
Guys?
Easy, easy!
Angel, Angel!
Oh, shit!
No, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
You're okay, you're okay.
9-1-1.
There's been an accident.
We're gonna be in so much trouble!
Don't worry. We'll be fine.
We? What about her?
Shit.
About fucking time.
- Tim, come on, man! - What are we gonna say?
What the fuck are you doing?
Let's just say she fell.
How'd the fuck would she fall out of a moving car?
I don't know!
She was always just goofing off like that.
So she climbed out without anyone noticing?
And just fell?
I swear.
- Dude, what happened? - It was an accident.
You! You!
It wasn't anyone's fault. It was an accident!
Cut the crap.
Breathe! Relax!
What took you guys so long to get here?
We got one ambulance covering 300 square miles.
Do the math.
In the past couple of months,
Angel and I had grown apart.
not because we didn't want to see each other.
But because she wanted to try new things and grow.
Your hair looks so good.
I know, right?
The guy who does hair in Top Model did it.
He's really good.
Unreal.
I'll remember her for the free spirit that she was
and how she taught me the meaning of friendship.
- Shut up! - It's awesome.
It's a funeral, not a fashion show.
I love you, Angel.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
You're so bad.
That was beautiful.
All right now. I'm going to get you out of here.
But first, a few words about automobile safety
from Sergeant Higgins.
I feel sick.
That's because you're drinking at 10:30 in the morning.
Shut up!
Thank you, Principal Stockton.
Obviously, not my favorite part of the job.
Statistics show that vehicle crashes
are the number one cause of death in this country.
So I know you're out there having a good time.
And you're texting. And you're jamming.
And you're rockin' out to the radio.
But let me tell you something,
by the time I get there, the fun is over
and what I see is not so pretty.
So could you please just keep in mind, please,
that a car is not
a toy.
Hey, good job in there.
It was really nice.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
Hey, Mary.
Hey, Amy.
I just wanted to personally give you my condolences.
Those kids friends of yours too?
Not at all.
That's good because I think Angel would have fared
a little bit better if she hadn't been friends with them either.
Do you suspect that there is more to their story than...
Following up on a couple of things.
We're gonna go.
Right.
- See you soon. - Yeah.
Oh, and, Amy, you need anything, don't hesitate to call day or night, okay?
I always promised your father I'd watch after you.
He would have done the same for me.
Well, I'm fine.
Okay.
¶ Keep me inside ¶
¶ See you in time ¶
¶ Wait by my side ¶
¶ Wait for sunshine ¶
¶ 'Cause it won't take long ¶
¶ To get where you wanna go ¶
¶ If you take it day by day, yeah, you take it slow ¶
¶ Though the path is rough and you're carrying a heavy load ¶
¶ Soon, you'll find your way onto the better road ¶
¶ 'Cause it won't take long to get where you wanna go ¶
¶ If you take it day by day, yeah, you take it slow... ¶
God damn it!
Why does nothing work in this office?
What's the problem?
Stupid mouse.
The mouse is stupid.
Listen, by the way, there's this kid, Jordan Banks.
He went away for the weekend
and didn't check in with his mommy yet.
Big surprise there.
His mom's been up my dick hole like a goddamned kangaroo.
Sounds painful.
It is.
I just don't get guys. I think they're all jerks.
Some are, kid.
Not all of them.
You got home late again last night.
Mm-hmm.
You and your new boyfriend must be having quite the time together.
Archie's not my boyfriend.
But thank you for asking.
So do we have step dad material here or what?
What are you doing?
I'm sorry. I'm just...
I miss Dad.
I know.
Me too.
And now with Angel,
I can't imagine.
You know what I was thinking about the other day?
What?
Do you remember the July 4th Fair?
Of course.
- The fireworks? - The fireworks.
They were so low and I was so lost.
Daddy jumped on you like you were on fire.
I just don't get what he sees in her.
Who?
Jason.
Okay, if you like him so much,
why don't you just ask him to chill?
Chill, Mom?
What? I can't say chill?
No, you can.
It's just...
I just, um, I wanted to run something by you.
Okay.
Hold that thought.
I think I want a boob job.
A boob job?
I thought you were doing so well with your jazzercise tapes.
It's cardio kickboxing, Mom. And it's not enough.
But, baby, you're so beautiful the way you are.
Can't we at least talk to Dr. Monroe?
We'll talk about this in a bit, okay?
Phil?
Hi. Come on in.
Thanks.
What brings you by?
Well, actually, I wanted to talk to Amy.
So what do you know about Jordan Banks?
That he's a walking STD?
Amy!
All right.
Any idea where he might be?
No, not a clue.
Why do you ask?
Well, his folks filed a missing persons.
And I didn't know if there was any word on the street as to his whereabouts.
Hopefully, well,
hopefully, there's nothing to be concerned about.
We are hardly concerned.
Amy, what has gotten into you?
I can't stop thinking about Angel.
Well, stop.
What if somebody finds out?
We could be in deep shit.
Oh, the dead don't speak, J.
Let it die. They did.
How do you sleep at night?
Naked.
What is wrong with you?
What's wrong with me is that you're acting like a little bitch.
Brooke, this is serious.
I'm sure your little friend, Amy, would love to know how serious it is.
Are you kidding?
You can't just threaten me.
Oh, no?
It's not your place to tell her anything.
I can do whatever I want to do, okay?
I'm laying here being all hot and stuff.
And you're over there whining about all this bullshit!
No, Brooke. I'm just sick of playing this game.
I gotta go.
I'm gonna have to touch myself since you can't seem to handle it.
- You're the Devil. - Bye, little bitch!
Is that what you're gonna wear?
No.
Maybe just something you just slip easily on and off, yeah?
¶ This love was never easy ¶
¶ But something's faded inside of your heart ¶
¶ So you're crusading to tear us apart. ¶
Amy, you look to be a perfect candidate for breast augmentation.
Great.
Thank you, Dr. Monroe.
Now, Mary, you know you can call me Dennis.
Of course.
You can call me anything you want.
Just don't call me late for supper.
So how soon can we schedule?
Oh, let me see.
Looks like I have a cancellation on the 15th.
Does that work?
That's...
Yes, I'll take it.
Soon.
¶ We become everything ¶
¶ We create aside ¶
¶ Life is way ¶
¶ Shadows that open our eye ¶
Your hair looks awesome.
Thanks. Didn't want it to be too obvious.
God, no, it's totally subtle.
What's Jason wearing to the party?
Oh, if I even invite him.
Really?
I guess Jordan's not gonna be there either.
Now that he's missing.
Ugh, guys are so annoying.
So are their mothers.
She will not stop calling me.
Zip it up, chatty.
I am.
I think it's about time that I hang out with Brad.
I think he's perfection.
He's kind of gay.
He's not gay. It was a rumor.
I started it.
Oh!
He's not gay.
I'm sure you would know.
Not yet.
Skank.
¶ Growing up I was an outcast ¶
¶ Never was quite satisfied ¶
Amy?
Hey, Jason.
How are you?
I'm okay.
What's up, Jason?
So are you going to Brooke's?
Yeah. Something I gotta take care of.
Is there?
Only one way to find out.
Come with me.
Come on.
¶ I'm flying away ¶
¶ Feel the strain, feel the pain ¶
¶ But I'll be okay, I'll be safe ¶
¶ I'm flyin' away from a state of decay ¶
¶ What a mess My princess ¶
¶ Everything we made eroded away ¶
¶ You say had enough, you say we're out of love ¶
¶ But this is something that we both thought we could rise above ¶
¶ You say you're missing me We're both in agony ¶
¶ Or is it just the thought of someone else having me ¶
Have you heard from Jordan?
His mom will not stop calling me.
Yeah, same here.
I thought she wanted to hook up with some of that young meat.
Hey!
I think he took that chick, Sam, to the Golden Gears Muscle Car Extravaganza!
Wait? That little jailbait slut from the pizza place?
- Yeah. - She's like 15 years old.
Oh, but have you seen that ass?
Gross, Spaz, gross.
Excuse me? She's a nobody.
Ow, why do you keep doing that?
See?
It'll be fine, I promise.
Let me go get us some drinks.
Hey, Red Riding Hood. You lost?
I think I'm gonna go.
- You guys talking about me over here? - No.
Oh, this should be a train wreck.
Then maybe you were talking about Angel.
And her "accident".
- Brooke... - Oh, that's right.
The loser sisters were friends.
Yeah. Let's go.
Hey, where you going?
Yeah, well, not here. Later, J.
What do you mean, "accident"?
Don't put your fingers where they don't belong.
- You might lose them. - What?
Brooke, stop! You're drunk!
The bitch thing is getting kind of old, all right?
It's not the 80s anymore.
Go drive your scooter into a tree and film it!
Nobody would care, especially not Rachel!
And you, Mr. Innocent.
Don't act like Angel was your first.
What?
Tell me you and Jordan didn't leave that little old lady for dead in the woods.
Oh, shit!
Oh, my God!
What'll we do?
I'm getting the hell outta here.
We have to wait for the police!
- Fuck that! - We can't just leave her here!
You wanna do five to ten for manslaughter, be my guest, pal!
- Not me! - He's right, Jason.
Look, she's old.
She probably had a good life.
We can't go to jail! Come on, let's go!
Shit!
Is it true?
Baby, you better believe it's true.
He's a real piece of shit. Just like the rest of us.
I can't believe it.
Why? 'Cause you loved him?
Hey.
Fuck, Brooke!
- What? - What?
You're gonna get us all arrested for starters!
What is wrong with you?
Anyways.
Brad, it's Tim.
Brooke has lost her shit, okay?
She's just spewing words in front of everybody.
Chaos. Call me back.
Are you gonna get that?
Just ignore it.
You want me?
You know I do.
You think I'm hot?
Yeah.
Tell me I'm hot.
You're so fucking hot.
Am I hotter than Brooke?
Yeah, you're so hot.
Yeah, but tell me I'm hotter than Brooke.
You're hotter than Brooke.
Yeah?
Wait!
What was that?
I don't hear anything.
Brad, seriously.
What?
Just look.
I'm looking.
Yeah, I don't see anything.
Babe, don't worry.
I'll protect you.
She shouldn't have been running her mouth where she doesn't belong.
How dare you bring her here, by the way!
She's nice!
Maybe you'd realize that if you could get over yourself!
No wonder your parents hate you.
Get the fuck out of my house!
And don't come back till you're ready to treat me
the way I deserve to be treated!
I do treat you the way you deserve to be treated.
It's so fucking hot in here.
I'm ready to go now.
Okay.
Oh, fuck.
Rachel?
Rachel!
Bitch!
Rachel!
Guys?
Oh, shit.
Rachel?
Brad?
Rachel?
Damn it, boys.
What have you gotten yourselves into now?
I told you not to go messing around out there, didn't I?
Please don't!
It's not even that bad!
Shut up.
You're an animal!
Mama's boy.
Oh, my God!
Shit!
- Dispatch for 113. - Man
Abandoned vehicle found on Ash Pine Road by the scrap yard.
Yeah. On my way.
What's all the banging? We're fuckin' closed!
I wanna take a look around.
Got a call about a missing car
and some missing kids. You seen anything?
Once they're behind this gate, it's too late.
For the wrecks, that is.
Yeah, yeah. Just open up.
Yes, sir, Officer.
Come on in.
Have any visitors last night?
Nope.
Pretty early to be working, isn't it?
Cars ain't gonna crush themselves.
No. No, I guess they wouldn't.
Place fuckin' stinks.
Cesspool's full.
You run an ambulance service out of here?
The old man was.
Medic in the war.
Guess he missed the smell of blood.
Yeah, yeah, what's not to miss?
What have you done?
I'm a paramedic.
Not anymore, you're not.
We about done here, Officer?
Yeah.
Yeah, I think so.
What was that?
Raccoons.
You know, we got loads of 'em.
Jesus!
You got anybody lurking around back there?
Nah, just me and little brother.
No one here but us chickens.
Isn't that right, you big dummy?
Let's see the chicken dance. Come on.
Come on! Let's see it!
You big fuckin' retard!
Okay. Okay, fellas.
All right, hold up.
Let's fix that face of yours.
Bite down on this.
Now I'm gonna fix those teeth of yours.
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic. I'm a paramedic.
Honey, remember what the doctor said.
No food or drink for 24 hours before surgery.
Mom, I know, but my throat is so dry.
Just one sip.
One.
God, it's horrible, isn't it?
Well, they probably got what they deserved.
All righty then.
Well, tomorrow's the big day.
You excited?
Yeah, I guess so.
But I had the worst nightmare about it last night.
Honey, if you don't feel like going through with it, we can always reschedule.
No, I'm ready.
I'm ready.
¶ Down in the depths ¶
¶ Of the deepest darkest well ¶
¶ All of the weird kids... ¶
Hey, Rachel, it's me. Call me back, slut.
¶ You know he left you... ¶
¶ It's a long way back... ¶
Hey, Mom, it's me.
No, nothing came in the mail.
How's dad?
Hello? Shit. Hello?
Sorry, it's bad reception.
Well, I was just thinking that maybe when you guys got back,
I could like cook dinner or something?
Shit! Hello?
What the...
Assholes!
Go around!
Asshole!
9-1-1. What is your emergency?
There's been an accident.
You guys got here fast.
Is there some paperwork I ought to fill out or something?
Don't worry, sir. I'm a paramedic.
Give me my phone.
Shh!
I need to call my parents.
Don't worry. We'll kill your parents.
We'll call your parents.
Let's get her in the meat wagon.
¶ Burn Loretta to the ground ¶
¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶
¶ Poor Loretta laid to rest ¶
¶ No better than you ¶
¶ The kill man, he's come to town ¶
¶ Rare the mares and gather round ¶
¶ Poor Loretta laid to rest ¶
¶ No better than you ¶
¶ And it burn, it burns, it burns, it burns... ¶
¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶
¶ Poor Loretta laid to rest ¶
¶ No better than you ¶
¶ The kill man, he's come to town ¶
¶ Rare the mares and gather round ¶
¶ Poor Loretta ¶
¶ Needs to rest ¶
¶ Oh, don't fade away 'cause I'm coming for you ¶
I can't believe it. You look so beautiful!
Oh, there, there. Love you, too, Mom.
But go easy, they're still sore.
Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.
It's for you.
Hello?
Hi. Amy?
Hi, Jason.
Just wanted to say what's up.
You haven't been online in a while
and I haven't seen you since Brooke's house.
Oh, yeah.
I'm kind of over social networking.
And being social.
So what's up?
Hanging out with your loser friends?
All right, before you say anything else.
I really want to say I'm sorry.
No, it's okay. Me, too.
I should have been able to think for myself
and not listen to those guys.
I mean, I shouldn't have judged you for having awful friends.
Yeah, they're awful.
So how did it go with Brooke after I left?
Who now?
Wow, that dress never loved me
the way it's loving you right now.
Thank you.
So what time are you heading out?
He should be here in a few minutes.
What?
I don't know.
Don't you think Higgins tries too hard?
Be nice. He's sweet.
Well, he does.
Like get over yourself, Dirty Harry.
I'm sorry, but not everybody can fit into your ideal mold of cool, Amy.
Well, all I know is that if I could do it, anyone can.
Before, I had nothing.
And now I have a super cute boyfriend who drives an amazing car.
And you didn't remember to send in your essay, did you?
No.
Well, I guess some things are just more important to different people.
Why can't you just be happy for me?
I am, but I need you to be able to deal with the fact
that I'm friends with other men.
Speak of the devil.
Come on in.
There's somebody I want you to meet.
So, Amy, this is Darryl.
Darryl, this is my daughter,
Amy, who I've been telling you so much about.
Hey.
So, where'd you guys meet?
Mom, what's wrong with him?
Amy!
You look awfully familiar.
That's Jason. I'll see you later.
Mom?
Mom!
Jon Roy!
Darryl, where did you go?
Come on. There's something I want to show you.
So what schools are you looking at?
Um, I was actually thinking I was taking a year off.
Really?
Yeah.
Yeah, fuck it.
I mean, I don't want to be tied down to school and schedules
and professors telling me what to do.
You know, I just want to drink beer.
- Whoa! - Shit!
God, these shoes were $300.
You'd think that I could walk in them.
What?
Where is Amy? Is she in there?
I'm here.
I'm just better.
I thought you were better before.
I mean, you're beautiful.
But?
But you're acting like an ass.
What? I mean..
I thought that this is what you wanted.
You thought I cared how much your shoes cost?
Okay, I guess I was just trying to impress you.
All right. Maybe just don't try so hard.
And besides, I'm a sneaker guy.
Come on. Let's go get you that beer.
Yeah, okay. Thanks.
Hey, that search warrant you requested was denied.
Really?
Guess the judge thought better of it.
We'll see about that.
You piece of shit! Fuck you!
What's going on here?
I don't know. Hope everything's okay.
You big retard!
What is going on in there?
Jason!
Run!
Hey, let's play where's Amy's mommy!
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Amy?
Nobody's gonna help you, Amy.
Bunch of self-entitled maggots!
No common decency!
No consideration!
You killed my mother, you fuckin' bitch!
Look, I just wanna talk.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
You don't have to hide.
Gotta learn respect!
Back in my day, we had manners!
Mom?
No!
Mom.
Start working on those fuckin' floors!
Why don't you do some fuckin' dishes?
Shut the fuck up!
All you do is sit around
and praise fuckin' Jesus!
You piece of shit!
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Don't hurt him.
He was only tryin' to help me.
Wait'll I get my goddamn hands on you again!
When I was away, I read a lot of books, old man.
A lot of fuckin' books!
You can't fuckin' read!
Oh, yeah? You know what I can do?
I can give you a transorbital fuckin' lobotomy if I wanted to!
You piece of shit!
God bless us all!
Jon Roy!
I'm gonna cut you so deep your mother's
gonna feel it in hell, you little bitch!
Hello?
Somebody here?
Help me, somebody, please!
Hung, it's Higgins.
Listen, I'm down here at Jimmy's Scrap Yard.
Send any available units down here right now, okay?
Immediately.
Where is she?
Amy?
Here, kitty, kitty.
Brooke?
Come on, Amy.
Come to Daddy.
Brooke, come on. We have to go.
I... I...
Brooke, please, come on!
Please, we have to get out of here!
Jon Roy!
Hello?
Help me.
I'm gonna turn you inside out.
No! Get off of me!
Leave me alone!
They coddle you.
Driving around in fancy cars
that daddy bought for you.
No more beauty pageants and reality shows!
I'll show you some fuckin' reality!
Fuckin' trophies from your scumbag parents!
You know what?
I'm gonna make you look real pretty.
Help, somebody! Please!
Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
Somebody help, please!
Get the fuck off me, you big retard!
What the fuck are you doing?
Stop it!
What? Ah!
No! What the fuck?
What the hell are you doing?
Are you okay?
¶ Hold on, I'm coming ¶
¶ Sure fire, you're running ¶
¶ Across the meadow, through the creeks ¶
¶ I'm no better than you ¶
¶ The hangman is coming ¶
¶ Sure fire, you're running ¶
¶ Before Loretta, come to rest ¶
¶ I know better than you ¶
¶ That stolen note, it's sudden ¶
¶ Best stay awake, I'm coming ¶
¶ Four stolen notes, and burning ¶
¶ Now stay away, then shut it down ¶
¶ Poor Loretta, gave away her summer stare ¶
¶ Best get out now ¶
¶ Kill the man, curse the man ¶
¶ Douse the flame, I'm coming ¶
¶ Her eyes will fade ¶
¶ And turn to black ¶
¶ But what they don't know ¶
¶ Pours through the cracks ¶
¶ And it burns, it burns ¶
¶ It burns, it burns, it burns... ¶
¶ Burn Loretta to the ground ¶
¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶
¶ Poor Loretta laid to rest ¶
¶ No better than you ¶
¶ The kill man, he's come to town ¶
¶ Rare the mares and gather round ¶
¶ Poor Loretta laid to rest ¶
¶ No better than you ¶
¶ That stolen oath is nothing ¶
¶ Best stay away, I'm coming ¶
¶ I told them once, I told them loud ¶
¶ I know you're there, I saw your face ¶
¶ In the meadow, stoned and stamped ¶
¶ Your summer stare best get out now ¶
¶ Kill the man, curse the man ¶
¶ Douse the flame, I'm coming ¶
¶ Her eyes will fade ¶
¶ And turn to black ¶
¶ But what they don't know ¶
¶ Pours through the cracks ¶
¶ And it burns, it burns ¶
¶ It burns, it burns, it burns... ¶
¶ Burn Loretta to the ground ¶
¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶
¶ Before Loretta, lain to rest ¶
¶ I know better than you ¶
¶ The kill man, he's come to town ¶
¶ Rare the mares and gather round ¶
¶ Before Loretta bleeds to red ¶
¶ Oh, don't fade away, I'm coming ¶
¶ Oh, don't fade away 'cause I'm coming for you ¶
¶ Hey, man, I'm coming ¶
¶ Sure fire, you're running ¶
¶ Her room is turning ¶
¶ Four shades of gray is black ¶
¶ On the window, through the pane ¶
¶ Open your door, I know you're there ¶
¶ Kill the man, curse the man ¶
¶ Douse the flame, I'm coming ¶
¶ Her eyes will fade ¶
¶ Beneath the ground ¶
¶ And with truths unscathed ¶
¶ I come for you now ¶
¶ Yeah ¶
¶ Burn Loretta to the ground ¶
¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶
¶ Before Loretta, lain to rest ¶
¶ I know better than you ¶
¶ The kill man, he's come to town ¶
¶ Rare the mares and gather round ¶
¶ Before Loretta bleeds to red ¶
¶ Red ¶
¶ Burn Loretta ¶
¶ To the ground ¶
¶ Poor Loretta needs to rest ¶