She killed him in the lake house
She stabbed him in the back 100 times
And she covered up her tracks with dirt and lime
No one's ever gonna find his body near the lake house
She caught him with her best friend
That's when she knew she would end his life
With a kitchen knife he gave her to enslave her
She suggested a vacation
Now she's in the police station
Crying tears of crocodiles
And then she looks away and smiles cuz
No one's ever gonna find him rotting by the lake house