Used To Love Her

Ok, it's like, it's bitchin', fussin', cussin' I used to love her but I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah, but I had to kill her I had to put her six feet under And I can still hear her complain I used to love her, oh yeah, but I had to kill her I used to love her, ooh yeah, but I had to kill her I knew I'd miss her so I had to keep her She's buried right in my backyard Oh yeah Ooh yeah Whoa-oh, yeah I used to love her, but I had to kill her I used to love her, ooh yeah, but I had to kill her She bitched so much, she drove me nuts And now I'm happier this way Whoa-oh, yeah Take it for what it is (Sir) I used to love her, but I had to kill her I used to love her, ooh yeah, but I had to kill her I had to put her six, ooh, feet under And I can still hear her complain --- Used to Love Her - Guns N' Roses