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.'