Senses Fail

Rest in peace girl, your death is such a shame
The paper said a bullet got in your way
But I smell foulplay, possible poisoning
I had to bring her in for questioning
I went to your grave, dug up your body
Brought it to my house, where you lay
So lets play doctor babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
You could help solve this case
For me...
I headed downtown, to share what I had found
It's not a suicide, it's a crime
I have a witness, it's clearly evident
There had to be someone else present
At the time of death, poisons in stomach
How could she pull it, if she's dead?
So lets play doctor babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
You could help solve this case