Dead City Dealers - By the Candlelight lyrics

I'm sick of your f**in' sh** I'm about to have a f**in' fit I'm tired of hangin' around So sick of you puttin' me down Try to figure you out, I need a f**in' map Always try to make me feel like crap It's time to end it now It's time to end it now I go to work each day Work hard for measley pay Come home to a f**in' b**h Blame me 'cause you're not rich Blamne me 'cause you're so bored Wanna do things I can't afford It's time to end it now It's time to end it now Try to find the words to say, but no words come to mind No time for talk, it's time to die You say I never make plans Well, how do you like me now No more f**in' around, it's time to Die, die, die I'm sick of your f**in' sh** I'm about to have a f**in' fit I'm tired of hangin' around So sick of you puttin' me down It's time to have some fun It's time to get a gun Preparation is a bottle of booze Sittin' home alone, waiting for you Yeah baby, tonight's the night Look so good by the candlelight Bloodstains on the kitchen floor Splattered brains on the kitchen door Blame me 'cause you're not rich Now you're just one dead b**h Yeah baby, tonight's the night Yeah baby, tonight's the night Try to find the words to say, but no words come to mind No time for talk, it's time to die You say I never make plans Well, how do you like me now No more f**in' around, it's time to Die, die, die It's time to die (x5)