Rather You Dead

This time will be your last time. I look and I see you make your last move. Every night you're there and I see you in my mind. And I can't escape it at all. You're a bad dream to me - can't seem to shake you. You're my disease and I want to break you. I try and try and soon I will succeed. You'll be the one to cry desperately. They let you go to roam and be free Without a thought for people like me. If I had the choice I'd put a price on your head Because in fact, I'd rather you dead. Now I'm left alone, all alone. You came to me in my home. You looked around and took all that I had. I child you killed with no regret.