Something wicked this way comes
When I see it every night
You ain't a rockstar yet (you're dead)
You need some self-respect
You always were a f**ing prick
Blackening her name
Screaming in her face
I'll f**ing drown you in the rain
Will someone shoot that f**ing snake
I've got a knife for you
To turn your heart from red to blue
The beating
I've got a knife for you
Engraved with the words f** you
The bleeding
Roll in from the drain
Into her bed again
I want to stab you in your f**ing face
Will someone shoot that f**ing snake
I've got a knife for you
You're f**ed up you can't get rescued
The pleading
We've got a knife for you
You're f**ing dead when we catch you