| Tony Jones stabbed Alice Jones
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| On their first anniversary
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| Down in Dallas, Texas
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| In a small apartment
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| With nobody present
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| He pulled out a knife
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| And he stuck it to her
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| He left her bleeding
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| On the floor in the kitchen
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| With cake on her fingers
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| And her wedding ring holding
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| In her hand was a note
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| That said the wicked must suffer
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| And he drove off quickly
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| To his girlfriend’s apartment
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| But who really suffers in the end?
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| It’s easy enough for us to pretend that
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| Everything is safe here at home
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| The beds are made but there’s no sheets on
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| From the courtroom stand
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| Tony said he was sorry
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| That he was sad and mixed up
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| And he didn’t know what he was doing
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| That he’d always loved Alice
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| And he begged for forgiveness
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| So he threw himself
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| On the mercy of the jury
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| And he told how his father
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| Had beat and abused him
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| Back in grade school
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| In the basement den
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| And that maybe prison
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| Was the best thing for him
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| And he said, «Oh God, can you forgive me?» |
| yeah
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| But who really suffers in the end?
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| It’s easy enough for us all to pretend that
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| Everything is safe here at home
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| The beds are made but there’s no sheets on
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| How many days does it take to make us weak?
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| And how many hours do people spend lonely?
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| In the heart of the heart the family lay dying
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| The ruin of a nation lies at our feet, yeah
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| Everything is safe here at home
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| The beds are made but there’s no sheets on
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| Everything is safe here at home
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| Everything’s all right with the family
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| The beds are made but there’s no sheets on |