She’s got a price on my head
And that price is D.E.A.D. dead
Another story of a love gone bad
Now she wants me in body bag
I gotta get out
Get out, get away
A countdown to the end of my days
And I know she ain’t gonna stop
Untill I’m in the ground and starting to rot
Hey now baby you’re so strange
And you like it that way
How could something so beautiful
Turn out so fucking deranged
Now baby wants blood and she wants mine
Sending a shiver up my spine
Things just went from bad to worse
I guess it’s all down hill now
From here to the hearse
She’s got murder on her mind
And somehow I’m the first in line
You tried your best to be the worst
And now I’m living with this curse
I gotta get out
Get out, get away
A countdown to the end of my days
And I know she ain’t gonna stop
Untill I’m in the ground and starting to rot
Hey now baby you’re so strange
And you like it that way
How could something so beautiful
Turn out so fucking deranged
Now baby wants blood and she wants mine
Sending a shiver up my spine
Things just went from bad to worse
I guess it’s all down hill now
From here to the hearse
Writer(s): Joseph Poole
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