k**er, what you know 'bout me?
k**er, what am I supposed to be?
k**er, what you know about me
Is what I'm wrong, wrong.
k**er, don't be proud with me.
k**er, I don't feel like living.
k**er, what you know 'bout me
Is that I'm wrong, wrong.
I'm gonna give my very end to you
Cause you will be my murderer,
You'll be my k**er
It's like a final dance for me and you
Where if you'll get some pleasure,
Well, I will get it too...
k**er, what you know 'bout me?
k**er, what am I supposed to be?
k**er, what you know about me
Is what I'm wrong, wrong.
The world if miserable and fits for fools
I mean it ain't worth living, my life is meaningless,
So just take aim and pull the trigger, but
I just forbid you to kiss me or kiss me before I leave.
k**er, what you know 'bout me?
k**er, what am I supposed to be?
Lady, what you know 'bout me?
Or it is better to say
"Do you know what I used to be...?"