Theres some bodies in my basement
But i dont remember why
Been lookin' for replacement
Ever since you said goodbye
Theres a little demon laughin
Dancin on my windowsill
Got my hand wrapped round the bottle
Tryin' to drown this urge to kill
Someones knockin at my door
But i pretend that im not home
Dont know what they want me for
But i would rather be alone
I dont wanna talk no more
So dont bother to call
My phone ain't workin anyway
I tore it off the wall
Theres a woman in a pickle jar
With ribbons made of lace
I think i must have known her
But i can't quite place her face
She doesnt look too happy
On her face she wears a frown
It must get pretty lonely
Having no-body around
-gun cocks-
Theres some bodies in my basement
But i dont remember why
Been lookin' for replacement
Ever since you said goodbye
That demon jumps down from my sill
Takes me by the hand
Says "put away that bottle boy
Its time to kill again"
He says its time
For me to kill again
He says its time
For me to kill again
But i dont wanna
Dont wanna kill again
Lord i dont wanna
Dont make me kill again