Songtext von The Coulda Beens

you could have been anythng but you ended up in a tissue beside the bed but i love you, all my dead babies you could have been anything but you ended up a stain on some whores dress farewell, farewell, farewell my nightly friends we will never know what might have been so farewell, farewell, until we meet again with the millions of other little coulda beens you could have been anyting but it turns out you are a crust apon my chest but i love you, all my dead babies you could have been many things but you ended up on an ass crack or a breast but i love you, all of my dead babies maybe we all should die before our time