I hear a knock on the door
I take notice to the whisky on the floor
A quick spray of fragrance
Adrenaline pumps, lets dance
Kicking the bottle under the bed
Quickly fixing the hair on my face and head
Answering the door, greeting with a smile
Chatting and laughing for quit a awhile
The dark thoughts enter my head
Her and I are forever dead
Control myself and play it cool
Laughing with beauty she thinks I'm a fool
I can feel it, she wants my money and worth
Not me though and that **** hurts
What hurts more is the stabbing of her pretty face
Faster and faster like some kind of death race
Now she's ******, silent, yet still pretty cute
I grab my gun, aim to my head and try too shoot
No bang just a click, I'm frozen with fear
A knock at the door! She's finally here