~i can't decide whethier you should live or die. oh you'll probaly go to heaven so don't hang you're head and cry. i wonder why my heart feels dead inside, It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride~
~Oh, I could throw you in the lake
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake
I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
Oh, I could bury you alive
But you might crawl out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping
That's why~
~I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride~