At the window watching you emerge
From the woods with bloodstains on your shirt
My stomach turns, churns
Frothing at the f*cking mouth
That's enough now
Get away from me
Get away from me
Get away
You can't have my precious time
It's not my style
Get away from me
Get away from me
Get away
All the afternoon you ran around
Molten silver pouring out your mouth
Just cackling, you bitch
It is clear you're bent to hurt
You've got some nerve
Get away from me
Get away from me
Get away from me
How can you live?
What the hell gives?
Get away from me
Get away from me
Get away