JOHNNYSCOTT

I shot Johnny Scott, he's dead

All girls can live with a little bit less dread

I shot Johnny Scott in the head

I was just a teenage girl that you kept bringing in your bed

And I know it's brutal

And I know it seems so mean

But what's so cruel

Is the way that you wait till we turn nineteen

I shot Johnny Scott, he's dead

So many years I play it in my head

I tracked him down, I connected the threads

And he fought, and he whined, and he cried, and he begged, and he pled

And I know it's brutal

And I know it seems so mean

But what's so cruel

Is you find girls who won't ever know your scheme

I shot Johnny Scott, he's dead

And I shot Johnny Scott in the head

Ow

I shot Johnny Scott