I’ve got to kill another tonight, I’ve got to kill
From the wet excess of this afternoon
She looks at me like I am someone else
She don’t want to believe I’ve got a black heart beating in my chest
I’ve got to kill another tonight, I’ve got to kill
She looks at me like I am someone else
She looks at me like I am someone else
She don’t want to believe I’ve got a black heart beating in my chest
She’s got a knife, a knife in my neck
Baby got blood on the sheets
Blood on the sheets, my baby got blood on the sheets
She always got the best of me