In Courney Love's prettiest days she looked a little like you
In Courtney Love's shinniest days she looked a little like you

And what a pleasure would it be to have you as target ofconspiracy theories
'Bout killing me
Although my suicide was an undeniable truth before it even happened

In our so many happiest days I thought of telling you
That my so vey few happiest days
Were spent with you

And what a pleasure would it be to have you as target of conspiracy theories
'Bout killing me
Cause by my side there was only you
But if I ever felt alive in life, again
It happened with you

In the only days
Things were right
I wouldnt say anything
Cause Im not used to right days
I'd ruin everything
I'd ruin everything
I'd ruin everything
I'd ruin everything

And I did