A little story about our prom queen
You know the one, she wasn't what she was supposed to be
Sure she came home with me that night
But I had no intention of taking her life
Well she kinda got outta line
And with a flash of my switchblade knife
I knew she would always be mine
She came into my bedroom
Went wrong well hell a little too soon
Trash deserves to be thrown away
That's what happened well hell sorta say
Bloody night, bloody knife, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bloody night, bloody knife, ooh ooh ooh
Bloody night, bloody knife, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bloody night, bloody knife, ooh ooh ooh
Her face was cold, so cold beside me
Her soul, well it was set free
My parents said she had to go
I guess it was the smell, I don't know
And everytime I looked into her eyes
I had to put out, push out all the flies
My parents say I'm not right
How was I to know it was a bloody night