theres some bodies in my basement
but i dont remember why
been lookin' for replacement
ever since you said goodbye
theres a little demon laughin,
dancin on my windowsill
got my hand wrapped round the bottle
tryin' to drown this urge to k**
someones knockin at my door
but i pretend that im not home,
dont know what they want me for
but i would rather be alone
i dont wanna talk no more,
so dont bother to call
my phone aint workin anyway,
i tore it off the wall
theres a woman in a pickle jar
with ribbons made of lace
i think i must have known her
but i cant quite place her face
she doesnt look too happy
on her face she wears a frown
it must get pretty lonely
having no-body around
-gun co*ks-
theres some bodies in my basement
but i dont remember why
been lookin' for replacement
ever since you said goodbye
that demon jumps down from my sill,
takes me by the hand
says "put away that bottle boy
its time to k** again"
he says its time
for me to k** again
he says its time
for me to k** again
but i dont wanna
dont wanna k** again
lord i dont wanna
dont make me k** again