I loved her all the time and would take care of her." He shrugged again. "One of his dad's friends got her name and painted it on his truck." I was even more shocked. "He did what? And no one noticed or thought it was weird!? How do these things happen?" He shrugged again. "It was a weird time...a weird neighborhood." He paused. "I wish I would have said something." I asked, "Well, what happened to her?" He said, "I tried to find her on the internet once but I couldn't. I don't know what happened to her."
I thought on his terrible story for a few days, and then I also thought...."Where is she? What became of her?" And then I decided that ... if she didn't get her vengeance... if she didn't get her revenge...I was going to give it to her, in this song. All of a sudden I started day dreaming, and thought of her as a girl in black, running across roofs, catapulting from the ceilings of tall buildings like a MISSION IMPOSSIBLE chick. Running on moving trains, hitting targets from miles away with her hand guns. She became this...weird kinda super hero to me. And then I thought about her going back for all those men who hurt her. She had, as the lyrics say, "A bullet with their names," and she was coming to get her revenge! I know it sounds kinda silly, but it made me happy to think of an alternative ending to her story. And of course I wouldn't want someone to go shooting everyone's brains out. 100 years in jail would be more like it, but sometimes I get carried away, and she just looked so cool in my head as some kind of CIA chick with guns on her thigh holsters and an evil "Cat woman-ish" glint in her eye. Go get 'em girl, and then "walk away!
I loved her all the time and would take care of her." He shrugged again. "One of his dad's friends got her name and painted it on his truck." I was even more shocked. "He did what? And no one noticed or thought it was weird!? How do these things happen?" He shrugged again. "It was a weird time...a weird neighborhood." He paused. "I wish I would have said something." I asked, "Well, what happened to her?" He said, "I tried to find her on the internet once but I couldn't. I don't know what happened to her." I thought on his terrible story for a few days, and then I also thought...."Where is she? What became of her?" And then I decided that ... if she didn't get her vengeance... if she didn't get her revenge...I was going to give it to her, in this song. All of a sudden I started day dreaming, and thought of her as a girl in black, running across roofs, catapulting from the ceilings of tall buildings like a MISSION IMPOSSIBLE chick. Running on moving trains, hitting targets from miles away with her hand guns. She became this...weird kinda super hero to me. And then I thought about her going back for all those men who hurt her. She had, as the lyrics say, "A bullet with their names," and she was coming to get her revenge! I know it sounds kinda silly, but it made me happy to think of an alternative ending to her story. And of course I wouldn't want someone to go shooting everyone's brains out. 100 years in jail would be more like it, but sometimes I get carried away, and she just looked so cool in my head as some kind of CIA chick with guns on her thigh holsters and an evil "Cat woman-ish" glint in her eye. Go get 'em girl, and then "walk away!
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