CAROLINE

Caroline, I'll take you to my cemetery

And I'll be fine, I'll work it, I'll work it out

Count your days, I'll roll myself my Mary Jane

Caroline, I'll work it, we'll work it out

Listen now, I pray for every beaten soul

That I'll waste until I become flesh and bone

Hear me out, I'm one foot out the window pane

I got a litre, a blunt and a cord to ease the weight

Not falling into your grace

I thought it all was good until I wrote my plans down

Never thought I'd feel heartbreak

Until I looked at you and then I held my hand out

Friends saying that I'm okay

But if I'm okay, I'm the same kid

Who would've thought that we'd be both fucking the same bitch?

Caroline, I'll take you to my cemetery

And I'll be fine, I'll work it, I'll work it out

Count your days, I'll roll myself my Mary Jane

Caroline, I'll work it, we'll work it out

Hey, uh, I promise that when I'm gone

I'll still connect the dots

From hell, I'll haunt you, goddamn

I'll take these words written in vain

Cover them up in lace

Diamonds and I'll engrave them

Not falling into your grace

I thought it all was good until I wrote my plans down

Never thought I'd feel heartbreak

Until I looked at you and then I held my hand out

Friends saying that I'm okay

But if I'm okay, I'm the same kid

Who would've thought that we'd both be fucking the same bitch?

Caroline, I'll take you to my cemetery

And I'll be fine, I'll work it, I'll work it out

And count your days, I'll roll myself my Mary Jane

Caroline, I'll work it, we'll work it out

Caroline

We'll work it, we'll work it out