Why did you ever tell me that you love me
When you knew that it was just a lie
Well I think that you deserved to and I think I've gotta nerve to
Make this the last day of your life
I'm gonna k** you think I'm gonna k** you
I'm gonna close your cheatin' bedroom eyes
I'm gonna k** you simply gonna k** you
And bury you in a box about half your size
( guitar - steel )
Well you told me you were just going to the store
It seems like a month of Sundays since you've been gone
And I've been sittin' here a walking the floor
You'd better be prepared to a new walk through that door
I'm gonna k** you think I'm gonna k** you...