Sinister love came knocking on my bedroom door

I had this kind of thing happen once before

Spent most of my life in recovery

So tell me, tell me babe

Why are you killing me



Seen a lot of bad trips coming and I've been on a few

Got a nightmare premonition that you're real bad news

Behind your looks there's another side nobody sees

So tell me, tell me babe

Why are you killing me



I shoulda been smart and got out while the gettin' was good

I woulda been better off if only I could

But you made me love the side of you nobody sees

So tell me, tell me babe

Why are you killing me