My little lady locked me out as I wanted to say Oh how you got away And my little lay locked me out And I wanted to say I can't believe you got away But she's fine and she's doing well And he wonders aroudn the house at night And she's feeling nice So she orders another round Of see you in hell" A lady full of memories But he says he knows you well And hes beeing seen with a preteen From his last broken dreams And my lace untied itself Then it ties itsel back up And the fair ground where you parked your house but you Lost her there And she's fine But not sleeping well And I can tell you sleep on his car last night And she's fine, but not doing well And can tell he wants to see me in hell (see me in hell)