A Letter to Dominique

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Now her dogs are alone and there's no one to watch her TV

Dear Dominique I wrote to tell you you're delightful

Still I know want a strangle or a mouth full

Of gasoline or to be tied up and stoned

I wrote to tell you that I hope you're feeling better

Self addressed stamped envelope stuffed with your own death letter

Written in blood and in your own handwriting

There's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Now her dogs are alone and there's no one to watch her TV

Well 13524 Park and East Boulevard

Your last stroll down the block was in the trunk of a car

I must admit that we never thought you'd go this far

Dear Dominique well I hope you're feeling better

You look so cute writing out your own death letter

Well now there's no one to watch your TV

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Dear Dominique you have a bold imagination

The countless ways you thought to die no hesitation

Fantasize long enough, you know it just might come true

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone

Well there's a house on the block that's empty now that Dominique's gone