Chorus:
Washing off last night s fake blood
From an even faker cut
Some poor girl s bleedin , bleedin
All over everything I own
Verse:
Merry Christmas, Hare Krishnas
Don t you wish you had it as good as I do
Nothing new to report from the floor of the airport, oh oh oh
They took my baby; they took it from me
That s the worst thing you could have done to yourselves
Now I m out for black magic revenge on all of your friends
There s a pet death comin
Chorus:
Washing off last night s fake blood
From an even faker cut
Some poor girl s bleedin , bleedin
All over everything I own
Verse:
Diamond death, there s nothing left for you and me
But a paper cut down from a family tree
Its leaves changing; now everything s gonna change
Chorus:
Washing off last night s fake blood
From an even faker cut
Some poor girl s bleedin , bleedin
All over everything I own
Take my shrunken head from your shelf
Witch doctor with your potions and spells
You re just another evil girl I will have to forget
It s such a fantasy with her, I don t have to pretend
That this isn t happening to me again
Don t look here when you lose all your friends
Yeah, you can disrobe, take off all of your clothes
Look at you now, you re the one who s exposed