poison apple sits on her desk i’m hanging on every word she says don’t tell miss fenley i’ve been bad don’t tell miss fenley i’ve been bad her head falls down onto her desk she’s hanging on to her last breath chorus next time she’ll find. next time she’ll mind. next time she’ll find. next time she’s mine. chorus
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