Better Off Dead - Linnzi Zaorski
Never treat me very good
Nice and friendly like you could
Why don't you tell me why I should, Hang around with you
I'm so lonesome in my bed
Gloom and sadness fill my head
Think I might be better dead
Than hang around with you
I don't want a man to tease me
Then leave me all alone
Or have them other girls call you baby on the telephone
Why don't you love me any more
Or send me roses to my door
Instead I'm crying on the floor
Just thinking about you

Never treat me very good
Nice and friendly like you could
Why don't you tell me why I should, Hang around with you
I'm so lonesome in my bed
Gloom and sadness fill my head
Think I might be better dead
Than hang around with you
I don't want a man to tease me
Then leave me all alone
Or have them other girls call you baby on the telephone
Why don't you love me any more
Or send me roses to my door
Instead I'm crying on the floor
Just thinking about you