
Lyrics to Gloria
There was a butterfly massacre in my stomach
I can confirm there weren't any survivors
Some cold-hearted killer went and done it
He turned them all into pits and started fires
He's a repeat offender, so I heard
You might know him as the guy from all the pictures that you've burned
And he told me you were out of your damn mind
He's a Piccaso, how he painted you so black with all his lies
Oh, Gloria
I'm guessing that he made two differеnt stories up
'Cause he hurt mе, oh, just like you was hurting, yeah
I'm sorry, I should have known enough
Oh, both of us give that boy a heart and watch
As him blow it up
He played us both at once, just like an orchestra
I'm sorry, I wish I've known enough
He's a non-detectable serial heartbreaker
He likes his victims with brown hair and big eyes
He's a 'make you fall in love' kind of a kisser
How stupid of me, to think that he was mine
Oh, Gloria
I'm guessing that he made two different stories up
'Cause he hurt me, oh, just like you was hurting, yeah
I'm sorry, I should have known enough
Oh, both of us give that boy a heart and watch
As him blow it up
He played us both at once, just like an orchestra
I'm sorry, I wish I've known enough
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria
I can confirm there weren't any survivors
Some cold-hearted killer went and done it
He turned them all into pits and started fires
He's a repeat offender, so I heard
You might know him as the guy from all the pictures that you've burned
And he told me you were out of your damn mind
He's a Piccaso, how he painted you so black with all his lies
Oh, Gloria
I'm guessing that he made two differеnt stories up
'Cause he hurt mе, oh, just like you was hurting, yeah
I'm sorry, I should have known enough
Oh, both of us give that boy a heart and watch
As him blow it up
He played us both at once, just like an orchestra
I'm sorry, I wish I've known enough
He's a non-detectable serial heartbreaker
He likes his victims with brown hair and big eyes
He's a 'make you fall in love' kind of a kisser
How stupid of me, to think that he was mine
Oh, Gloria
I'm guessing that he made two different stories up
'Cause he hurt me, oh, just like you was hurting, yeah
I'm sorry, I should have known enough
Oh, both of us give that boy a heart and watch
As him blow it up
He played us both at once, just like an orchestra
I'm sorry, I wish I've known enough
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria
I'm sorry, Gloria