Krueger

Down on my own, but they say that you're the lucky one

Pills on the bed, might as well take another one

Threats in my head, but I'd rather do another one

Talked to the dead all night, damn it, till the sun goes up

Waiting for another broken word, for the time made up

Heart attack, make you have a heart attack

Show up at your door, with a 12 guage aiming at your back

You're life you shouldn't have wasted that dummy hit her head

Should've waited, never came out of bed

And now he's asleep, but he's never getting out of that