She was in the torture chamber
Say it was a little past nine
When the body turned up
Bloody pick-up truck
She let a note on the door sayin'
"Sorry, but he had to go."
And that was all she wrote
The guy's mom's heart broke
Well the cops in the station
Were sittin and rackin their brains
After such a cruel attack
The killer could walk away
A little Gothic girl grown up
To be a killer
And she's gone in a black eye
She left the blood in the bucket and The corpse hangin out on the line
Well, the coroners in the morgue
Talkin bout this on Monday
She must have been a...
Hard-hearted, girl-on-the-run
Such a handsome boy
Such a bad*ss girl
She's got her pretty bloody hands
Hangin out the window
And she's killing another tonight
After such a cruel attack
The killer could walk away
A little Gothic girl grown up
To be a killer
And she's gone in a black eye
She left the blood in the bucket and The corpse hangin out on the line
Well, you can't stop hate
And you can't fenc death
And youcan't cage DEATH!