Arthur Miller

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm your little girl Too old for this town Tied me to the bed Say that she drowned A child of God living in sin It's like a movie [Chorus] Some masterpiece I am the killer Baby be kind Don't be like Arthur Miller You lie for your art Make a wicked woman Out of your star Yeah, you've made me the villain Cause we hate what we break the most [Verse 2] You're a sharp shooter With a blank gun (Shoot up, up, shoot up, up) I'm a prize at the fair That comes undone (Shoot up, up, shoot up, up) You thought she could write me like a play (Shoot up, up) Or read me like a book [Chorus] Some masterpiece I am the killer Baby be kind Don't be like Arthur Miller You lie for your art Make a wicked woman Out of your star Yeah, you've made me the villain Cause we hate what we break the most [Outro] She was, uh well, how can you put it? She was everything And it was a disastrous combination Of powerful impulses in every direction Well, she wasn't smart enough to survive