Part Time God

Well, I hope you brought your mop
 'Cause you're gonna clean this up
 I spilled out all my guts
 Cause you make me sick as f-
 You're just a crooked cop
 Kid in a candy shop
 They should've locked you up
 Little forget-me-not
 You're not a part time god
 You're not a part time god
 You took a full time job
 You didn't even want
 So tall you build your throne
 Table for one alone
 Oh, what a cloak you've sewn
 Oh, what a chance you've blown
 You're just a crooked cop
 Kid in a candy shop
 They should've locked you up
 Little forget-me-not
 You're not a part time god
 You're not a part time god
 You took a full time job
 You didn't even want
 You're not a part time (god)
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 (You're not a part time god)
 (You're not a part time god)
 (You took a full time job)
 (You didn't even want)
 You're not a part time god
 You're not a part time god
 You took a full time job
 You didn't even want
 You're not a part time