If you shoot me now,
No one will know.
They'll be no evidence,
It'll all just flow.

The day of my funeral,
You'll sit in the pew.
And the thing that's brutal,
Is no one ever knew.

You can push away the guilt,
Act all innocent.
But when the truth comes out,
It'll be over in an instant.

You'll be the one with the blame,
I'll be the one in the coffin.
And when it comes down too it,
You'll no longer be laughing.

Because you thought no one saw,
You thought you got off easy.
But how could you have been caught,
If no one had seen it.

That's the thing with murderers,
They don't think then do.
They do then think,
And end up like you.

Now it's my turn to laugh,
Because that fact is true.
You didn't think when you killed me,
You got caught and now your practically dead too.