Sinister love came knocking on my bedroom door I had this kind of thing happen once before Spent most of my life in recovery So tell me, tell me babe Why are you killing me Seen a lot of bad trips coming and I've been on a few Got a nightmare premonition that you're real bad news Behind your looks there's another side nobody sees So tell me, tell me babe Why are you killing me I shoulda been smart and got out while the gettin' was good I woulda been better off if only I could But you made me love the side of you nobody sees So tell me, tell me babe Why are you killing me