Babby

You've got a secret and it's drilling
insanity right down to the fortress of my feeble mind
There's a scent of a whore and it's making me crazy
A gentleman baptized in your sleepless nights
I'm drowning in tears
Not knowing why you disappeared
The bottle I can handle, but it's the blood I can't fight

Fools can't fall without the knife of a murderer
You better believe me when I tell
you that you'll bleed under the sheets
Nobody can stop this
I like the chattering of your teeth
So long
This is all wrong

I'll follow your footsteps
Take me up to the second floor
Fucking drunk as a sailor
Owning blood-shot eyes
Hear the sound of your laughter
God, it's making me crazy
Hope the bastard enjoyed you
Now it's time to die, come here
There's nothing to fear
I'm only making him disappear
Oh who am I kidding?
You're both gonna die
The bodies I can handle 'cause it's the blood I can't fight

Fools can't fall without the knife of a murderer
You better believe me when I tell
you that you'll bleed under the sheets
Nobody can stop this
I like the chattering of your teeth
So long
This is all wrong

I may be pathetic, but it's you laying on the street
Your mister rests in pieces while you crawl at my feet
I may be a sinner, but that bitch taught me too well
You can count the years until I meet you in hell
Now that the misery is all gone, all I have left is this song
Come on, bitches, sing it!

Fools can't fall without the knife of a murderer
You better believe me when I tell
you that you'll bleed under the sheets
Nobody can stop this
I like the chattering of your teeth
So long
This is all wrong

Fools can't fall without the knife of a murderer
You better believe me when I tell
you that you'll bleed under the sheets
Nobody can stop me when I bust through your teeth
So long
This is all wrong