He’s a man of few words.

Leaves important things unsaid.

I guess that’s how you explain what was going through my head.

Oh god, she hates it when he wears black, but what can she do now.

She’s still not on my level when she’s six feet in the ground.

Hey, Mr.Reporter, I’ll warn ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.

You were always a burden laying heavy on his mind, but I’m in his heart now and that’s where I’ll be doin’ time.

It wasn’t hard you know; my plan didn’t take but three days.

You helped me out, you really did, it was so kind of you to light the way.

Hey, Mr.Reporter, I’ll inform ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.

Well there’s a thin line between the oak trees and the sea.

You might’ve walked back to her, but you’ll be runnin’ back to me.

There’s not much difference between love and a crime.

I don’t mind sharing niceties but you won’t catch me sharing what’s mine

I was doing you a favor. You see, the devil couldn’t even stand her.

She’s a “gotta get home by midnight”, blue eyed, red rose wedding planner.

Well darlin’ bad things happen even in your fancy neighborhood.

You can close and lock your doors and windows-it won’t do you much good.

Hey, Mr.Reporter, I’ll warn ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.

I’ll inform ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.

I’ll warn ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.

I’ll inform ya that every single light was on when Savannah killed Georgia.