open a bottle up, pour a little bit out in your memory

I'll be at the wake dressed in all blackI'll call out your name, but you won't call backI'll hand a flower to your mother when I say goodbye

Cause baby you're dead to meI need to kill you

That's the only way to get you out of my head

Oh I need to kill you

To silence all the sweet little things you said

I really want to kill you

Wipe you off the face of my earth

And bur your bracelet

Bury your bracelet

Sic feet under the dirt