My Red Cell Her Religion
Did you notice the knife
I just stuck in your back?
Well I'm sorry, darling
But didn't you want it back?
If we're gonna play games
You better keep the score
'Cause I've got fifty-five reasons
To walk right out the door
What did you want from me?
What does anybody need?
She said, "I need some justice, boy
You broke my heart - I wanna make you bleed"
She never smiles too much
That's her religion
Did you notice the hand
I just struck on your head?
Did you have a heart attack, baby?
Now you're dead
And if we're still playing games
You better lock the doors
I've had fifteen-plus whiskeys
And yes, I need some more
She never smiles too much
That's her religion
She'll never smile at me
