[Intro: Violent J]
True love is essential in your life
And let real love outlast any storm
Love should weather any rain
Let any reason never keep us apart
[Verse 1: Violent J]
Sweet Heather
I waited for what seemed like forever (I waited all my life)
To find a lover with whom I could be together ([?] I found her)
I could never leave my beautiful Heather (I'll never [?])
Dead Heather
We were home watching Cops. They were setting up a sting
I looked to my left, and she was choking on a chicken wing
I don't know what to do, so I didn't do a thing
[Chorus]
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
Even if she's dead (Dead!)
She's dead (Oh!)
Will love never keep us apart?
[Verse 2: Violent J]
Sweet Heather
And now shes dead. I know the morgue truck will take her from me
I drag her out by her foot, searching for my trunk key (There it is.)
Peeled out and split town, 'cause for her I'm a junkie (Shit, I know they're coming for me.)
Dead Heather
We on I-95 in our Buick, and we sailin'
How long do I have with her now? Shit, there ain't no tellin'
If I choose to make love to her, it's like a triple felon
True love is essential in your life
And let real love outlast any storm
Love should weather any rain
Let any reason never keep us apart
[Verse 1: Violent J]
Sweet Heather
I waited for what seemed like forever (I waited all my life)
To find a lover with whom I could be together ([?] I found her)
I could never leave my beautiful Heather (I'll never [?])
Dead Heather
We were home watching Cops. They were setting up a sting
I looked to my left, and she was choking on a chicken wing
I don't know what to do, so I didn't do a thing
[Chorus]
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
I could never leave her
Even if she's dead (Dead!)
She's dead (Oh!)
Will love never keep us apart?
[Verse 2: Violent J]
Sweet Heather
And now shes dead. I know the morgue truck will take her from me
I drag her out by her foot, searching for my trunk key (There it is.)
Peeled out and split town, 'cause for her I'm a junkie (Shit, I know they're coming for me.)
Dead Heather
We on I-95 in our Buick, and we sailin'
How long do I have with her now? Shit, there ain't no tellin'
If I choose to make love to her, it's like a triple felon
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