Something wicked, this way comes When I see it every night You ain’t a rock star yet (you’re dead) You need some self-respect You always were a fucking prick
Crawling from the drain Into her bed again I’ll fucking drown you in the rain Will someone shoot that fucking snake
I’ve got a knife for you To turn your heart from red to blue The beating, the beating, the beating, the beating I’ve got a knife for you Engraved with the words fuck you The bleeding, the bleeding, the bleeding, the bleeding
Something wicked, this way comes When I see it every night You ain’t a rock star yet (you’re dead) You need some self-respect You always were a fucking prick
Blackening her name Screaming in her face I wanna stab you in your fucking face Will someone shoot that fucking snake
We’ve got a knife for you You’re fucked you can’t get rescued The pleading, the pleading, the pleading, the pleading We’ve got a knife for you You’re fucking dead when we catch you The screaming, the screaming, the screaming, the screaming!