Really never should have met her At the cemetery gates I meant to keep All my secrets all to myself But she was burning my house down in my sleep I could see that it was over Too much crimson Too much clover I could see that half a year was really nothing As luck would have it It was Friday the 13th You said You said you don't believe in things like that Get off my back She said She said you don't believe in things like that That girl better watch her back Didn't know that things were like this Could have sworn I was a saint, how could this be? But the bruises and the black eyes I got were really all the proof I'll ever need I could see that it was over There was really nothing left that we could do Half a year is really nothing I've done a few bad things but just a few You said You said you don't believe in things like that Get off my back You said You said you don't believe in things like that That girl better watch her back