you know, I’m already in your head,
and everything I’ve ever said,
you’ll think about ‘til after you’re dead.

because my words they meant the most,
and I’m the only one who got so close,
to getting rid of all those messed up ghosts.

but now maybe you’ve gained one more,
and I’ll haunt you to even the score,
and yeah, this definitely means war.

‘cause I’ll fight through death to win,
but I’d rather you just gave in,
‘cause baby, you’re like Berlin,

and your wall’s gotta come down eventually.