Why Paroles

And I...

Oh why are you with that other guy?
Oh why do I have to live this lie?

Suffocate him I do it best
I take his life I'll leave a mess
I won't be happy til there's blood on your dress
And I...Yeah.

I take you up to the San Francisco bridge
I slit your throat
and I filled your shoes with cement
Push you over
That was the end

Suffocate him I do it best
I take his life I'll leave a mess
I won't be happy til there's blood on your dress
And I...Yeah. Why? (do I have to live this lie?)
Why?