I killed someone
deep in the woods
I killed someone
it wasn't the right thing, it wasn't a good
thing to do
cause I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely now
he said "maybe I am a monster and I'll never change"
but he turned into so many monsters in my arms
and I just held tight
and then I said "I'll hold on to you until your bones fuse with mine,
I will bleed my love into you until your muscles will find mine"
but I killed someone out in the woods
I killed the one I loved
and it wasn't the right thing, it wasn't the right thing to do
but I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely now
his breath...it rattled like the call of cicadas in the hot summer night
and his arms...they thrashed around like limbs of trees caught in a hurricane
when I killed someone
out in the woods
I killed someone
but you have to believe that I did it for love
and I'm lonely, lonely, lonely now
ow I sleep all alone in my ivy colored home
and the crickets outside, they're chirping they say
"oh you done wrong"
and the wind blows scolding me through the house all day long
and it says "you killed someone, out in the woods
you killed someone
and I'll never believe that you did it for love"
so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely now