I don't have anybody in my past like this. And the Christines I have known have been lovely people.
This one, not so much.
Think vaudeville uke in the beginning, alternating with primal scream metal, then back to uke.
Cold blooded and cold-hearted
The way you let me go
Til you said you could never
Love me, so I'll let you know
The way that I intend to right this wrong
Is to immortalize you in this song:
You're a rotten piece of garbage
A filthy piece of refuse
I'm sure you think your shit don't stink
I bet you fuck your nephews
You're so damaged but you think you're so pristine
By the time I get done with you
Nobody will ever name their child Christine
(And if you're a different Chris
I apologize for this
Now let's all take a piss