The Death Of Girl Number Two - Say Hi

Beneath your thick skin

There must have been a creature

Controlling you like a marionette robot

Or else how could you have said those things?

Or else how could I have stopped your heart?

Did the autopsy with my scalpel

And found that, yes, my brand new theory was true

And the creature was a nasty bugger

And she bit my arm clear right through

But now I know that wasn’t really you, girl number two

But now I know that wasn’t really you

«The death of girl number two,» read the first line

Written by a fond paper columnist

«actually happened in the 20's

And since she’s been inhabited by an oddly whimsical creature

She was a marionette to its hand.»

Full stop, and then the whole story

Seeing everyone sighed when it ran

But now I know that wasn’t really you, girl number two

But now I know that wasn’t really you

But now I know that wasn’t really you, girl number two

But now I know that wasn’t really you