I put little girls like you in the ground. With your tongue chewed out, you won't make a sound As I slice your stomach, letting your entrails spill out. And when I'm dragging you to the back of the van, I gotta think you understand that it's all right, Even if you put up a fight. And when it's over, or until I gotta find another, I'm gonna love you till you die, So please stop asking the reasons why; I think you know, On with the show, an aching love I can't let go. And as the lights fade under the night's shade, I'm gonna be the one holding your hand Until the bitter end, and although I hate to see you cry, I think you know, I'm gonna love you till you die. Disemboweling little girls for fun and profit.