Why did you ever tell me that you loved me
When you knew that it was all the lie
I think that you deserve to and I think I got the nerve to
Make this the last day of your life
I'm gonna k** you I think I'm gonna k** you
I'm gonna close your cheatin' bedroom eyes
I'm gonna k** you I think I'm gonna k** you
And bury you in a box about half your size
You told you you were just goin' to the store
Seems like a month of Sunday since you've been gone
I've been sittin' here walkin' the floor
You'd better be prepared when you walk through that door
Cause I'm gonna k** you...
I'm gonna k** you simply gonna k** you
And bury you in a box about half your size