I¡¯m going to get you
For the lies you¡¯ve been telling
And I¡¯m going to tell
The people you call your friends
I¡¯m going to break
Every bone in your body
That perfect little body
That¡¯s been so close to mine
We¡¯ve been together
Just as long as I remember
But your mouth is a weapon
That is worse than any knife
