Turn me in

Convict me of the crime

be a part of the jury and help put me behind bars

Make my wrists bleed from handcuffs

Throw me in with the murder suspects that are soon to become one with the electric chair

Put shackles on me since you don't trust mt judgement

your thought process is fixed on the fact that,

I killed your mother, your flesh and blood is no longer here to help and hold you

through the rough times coming, our divorce.

She would have taken me for everything I have and wouldn't have thought twice about it

She had no soul, a cold hearted little whore

that paid your way through school by lifting up her skirt

to strangers that are willing to pay 20's and 50's for a good time.

What kind of mother is that?

I did you a favor, is that you would've wanted around our children?

She took you away from your father just because he cheated, she was a slut!

Do you think she was right about us? 

I didn't really do anything wrong, right?