Butcher's Knife

Oh, you were dying to deceive me. You hid your secrets in the

dark. You never thought that I would see them. But now you're

lying on the floor, you've won yourself a broken skull. The smiles,

I should have seen them. The way you'd hit to talk. I should have

seen this from the start. So wicked and deceptive. Thought you'd never

get caught. All while in hand you held my heart. Now there's nowhere

to run. And there's nowhere to hide. I am coming at you with

this butcher's knife. This whole thing was a lie. Just some place you could hide.