What if I were a murderer
Would I **** my friends
To string them up and pull them apart
And never let the pain end
Would it be so terrible to act like I'm insane
Run around with a chainsaw as the daylights ends

What if I were a murderer
Who hated people in love
I'd rip their beating hearts out and leave them hand in hand
Would it be so terrible to go out for revenge
And seek out all those rapists just so I could hurt them
Hold them by their ankles above a boiling metal ***
Never letting them go even if they screamed stop or please

What if I were a murderer
Would the voices end
Perhaps if I were I'd never learn to feel or love again