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...