You stared at me in that lecture
That was the biggest mistake of your life
And the fact I sat and let you
Well, that was the biggest regret of mine
And in that marble corridor
We locked our eyes and then I thought
Maybe I won't murder this one
I've yet to prove myself so wrong

And I don't know if I'll end up killing you
But there'll be blood on someone's hands most certainly
'Cause you're as fresh as a daisy new
And I tell you that won't stand for long with me

Your biggest love, it was your high school sweetheart
And last night, I killed my husband where he lay
Do you need any more evidence, my darling?
That the degrees to which we're damaged
No, they're not the fucking same

And I don't know if I'll end up killing you
But there'll be someones blood on my hands most certainly
'Cause you're as fresh as a daisy new
And I tell you that won't last for long


(Sweet boy, what have I done to you?)
(What have I done?)
(Sweet boy, whatever you heard)
(Well, I thought it through)

And I don't know if I'll end up killing you
But there'll be your blood on my hands most certainly
'Cause you're as fresh as a daisy new
And I tell you that won't last for long with me

(Sweet boy, what have I done to you?)
(What have I done?)
(Sweet boy, what have I done to you?)
(What have I done?)
(What have I done?)