Good riddance Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? Did sleep with a gun underneath our bed? writing book? sleeper cell spy? In fifty years will all this be declassified? And you'll confess why did it I'll say 'Cause wasn't sexy once forbidden I would've died for your sins Instead just inside deserve prison but won't get time You'll slide into inboxes and slip through the bars You crashed my party rental car said normal girls were boring But gone morning kicked out stage lights you're still performing in plain sight hid are what forget you never forgive The smallest man ever lived