Well, I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or you won't know where I am.
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand, little girl
Catch you with another man
F# Bm D
That's the end, little girl.
Well, you know that I'm a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
But I can't spend my whole life tryin'
just to make you toe the line.
Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I said
Baby, I'm determined
That I'd rather see you dead.
I'd rather see you dead...