Called the Murderer Song

Called The Murderer Song

I am lost, with no hope and I'm pissed off.
Don't know what I am going to do with you.

I have blood on my hands, don't know what I am gonna to do,
don't know what I am gonna to do with you.

Oh-ho-ho, yes!

I really loved you, baby, but I couldn't stand my jealous soul.
So, that's why I prefer to see you dead.
So, that's why I prefer to see you dead.

I have blood on my hands don't know what I'm gonna to do.
Don't know what I'm gonna to do with you too.

If people just could see how mean this word is
I think they'd understand me.
I just do what everybody else does, throw hate on each other.
The only differece is, that I'm a murderer.

That I'm a murderer, that I'm a murderess,
and I confess.
And I confess.

If people just could see how sweet this world could be.
I think you UNDERSTAND ME.

I couldn't control her, I couldn't control her.
If I had a song called the murderer song, I would do it again.

Oh-ho-ho, yeah!