Chorus: Lana Del Rey

(You send me right to heaven),

Sweet serial killer,
(I guess I'll see him over).
Do it for the thrill of the rush,

Love you just a little too much, much.

Verse 1: Malcolm


Murder me love, damn girl
I was supposed to be your, man girl

I thought we had, plans girl,
I guess that all changed,
Been sucking on my blood,

Cuz I forgot to check for fangs
She a monster, cold hearted,
The female dexter, who's next up?

No I'm not the last to get the
Wrath or the pressure
It seems its all fate

But when you livin in her thrill
You might die during the chase
She's a killer!