Obituary Lyrics & Chords By Weekend Nachos

bought your attitude with daddys
money bought your clothes with mommys card
pretty little princess standing tall
rich and spoiled no brains at all
fuck them
kill them
hang them from a tree
I dont have money
they dont care about me
I bought you dinner
you laughed at my car
whem Im slitting your throat your money wont take you far
high school is over isnt that scary?
now you're just an obituary