Verse 1:
D Bm
I'm like a ghost, I'll be living in a dirt room
A D
Waiting for the day to be closer
E
To the window when you're home
E
I'll be standing by your back door
F#m D
Reaching for the knife in my coat
Bm
I'm going to put it to your throat
Bm
You sweaty piggy, you're a bad man
A
What a fucking sad way to go
E
Your mother raised you as a joke
E
I should have wiped away her burden
F#m Bm A E D
Use the curtain in the kitchen to choke you
Verse 2:
D Bm
Oh God, then you awoke
Bm
You started screaming through the duct tape
A
Don't ever think I'm letting you go
E
I'm busy digging you a hole
E
Now you'll be living in a dirt room
F#m
Breathing through the straw of your own (Come on)
Bm
I really think that this is fun for the money
A
I'll make it comfy for the time wasted making you rich
E
I want to cover you in ants, bees, and honey
F#m
Then take a picture for the cover of our album!