Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
My lifes a bit more colder,
Dead wife is what I told her,
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
e ---------------------
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mis-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
My lifes a bit more colder,
Dead wife is what I told her,
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
e ---------------------
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mis-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
in Hell I'll be in good company
in Hell I'll be in good company