When all of this is over
And the dust has settled
I'll still be there to hold ya
And pick up every petal
There's blood dripping
Though the ceiling again
From the boxes
Under your television
Coming through the static
Sleeping in your attic
You buried all of your problems
Underneath the patio
Hung all your secrets from the rafters
So no-one would know
There's blood dripping
Though the ceiling again
From the boxes
Under your television
Coming through the static
Sleeping in your attic
I know that you've been at it again
They're coming through the static
My friend
You're a stone cold killer
Stone cold killer
Stone cold killer
There's blood dripping
Though the ceiling again
From the boxes
Under your television
Coming through the static
Sleeping in your attic
I know that you've been at it again
They always catch you in the end