Your nails, fashion red.

Paint a story your eyes never kept.

Don't worry, sweetie, 

I'm just killing lately.



You think I'm a killer?

You think these eyes belong to a murderer?

Pass judgement fast, 

Cause that's the last look you'll get.



Please take me with you.

Please take me with you.



In autumn, I won't be here.

So help me, God.

So help me, God.



I've walked and searched for eighteen years

And died for nothing.



Your nails, fashion red.

Paint a story your eyes never kept.

Don't worry, sweetie, 

I'm just killing lately.



You think I'm a killer?

You think these eyes belong to a murderer?

Pass judgement fast, 

Cause that's the last look you'll get.



In autumn, I won't be here.

So help me, God.

So help me, God.



"I've been evil, 

Making a mess 

Out of this town; 

I woke the devil.'