I killed fifteen and you may shoot me
if you want to be the sixteenth call
things are silent now in fall
in summer we saw blood as root beer 

How you dare complain escapes me
I’d be wiser in your case
only tell you to your face
I have not much liked you lately 

If you wanna dig for an early grave
babe, you’ve surely found the spot
I got all my time to save

If you were only fond enough of your head and hide
I’d hide and let it ride
darling please forget it not