Original lyrics

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John takes his time, you know he really cares a lot Keeps an eye on the world from behind a flower pot Tells everybody he's happy to be alive John wants to die John wants to die As good as dead, before I met you You stole my heart, swift as the wind blew It's carved into my skin Oh, oh Your name upon my chest Oh, oh! Oh He's pretty good at keeping his distance I can tell he's there, can feel his presence Been planning on how to pull it off Follow me at night through the parking lot Come up from behind, formaldehyde Then we're off John wants us both to die John wants us both to die As good as dead, before I met you You stole my heart, swift as the wind blew Spoon out my eyes A bullet through my chest I'll fall upon a blade You can siphon off what's left It's carved into my skin Oh, oh Your name upon my chest Oh, oh! Oh John wants to die! John wants to die! John wants to die! John wants to die! John wants to die!