Juliet Simms - Frances

Coroner there's something cold inside
Was it murder or was it suicide? Heroin
If the shoe fit's, you must wear it
We'll cherish the falling star that dies

This wasn't how it was planned out
Or was it written for our future schemes?
See no one here thought of her now
Now everyone is a martyr it seems
Nobody knew
I had a gun and was ready to shoot it
Nobody knows my eyes are closed
I made up my mind and I'm ready to lose it

Wild and free (Wild and free)
Did anyone stop to think of me
The girl in between
Did anyone stop to think?

Jesus Christ i'm screaming your name in vain
For creating this hero genocide lithium
A self prescribing poison
It's addiction and every word's a lie

Like a match to a flame
I'll start a fire that will never die
Is there no one to blame?
I don't know but I'd sure like to try

Nobody knew
I had a gun and was ready to shoot it
Nobody knows my eyes are closed
I made up my mind and I'm ready to lose it
Wild and free (Wild and free)
Did anyone stop to think of me
The girl in between
Did anyone stop to think?

I can't trust a world that gives you so much
But still makes you pay
I can't read those words written in stone
And got nothing to say
And I just can't miss what I'll never know
So there's just a hole and we'll never kiss
So I'll just let go, I'll just let go

This wasn't how it was planned out
Or was it written for our future schemes?
See no one here thought of her now
Now everyone is a martyr it seems

Nobody knew
I had a gun and was ready to shoot it
Nobody knows my eyes are closed
I lost my mind and I'm ready to prove it
Wild and free (Wild and free)
Did anyone stop to think of me
(Did anyone stop to think?)
The girl in between (In between)
Did anyone stop to think?
(Did anyone stop to think?)

Wild and free (Wild and free)
Did anyone stop to think of me
(Did anyone stop to think?)
The girl in between (In between)
Did anyone stop to think?

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