Maybe there's nothing from to hide
with my baby by my side
with my baby by my side
but lately he sleeps with us at night
with his scythe inside my mind
with his scythe inside my mind
And he don't want my money, no, he don't want my money, no, he don't want my money, no.
She says it's nothin, go to bed,
but there's no sleeping with death head
there's no sleeping with death head
Cause he tells you who he's met and when he's through,
say's