If I ever see you again, you'll find yourself on the end of my knife

When I get my hands on you, I'll snuff out your flame, thereby ending your life

And over the hot coals you're dragged, your cauterized screams music to my ears

And when they find your remains, they'll wish they hadn't and that you disappeared

Oh no, they'll wish you disappeared

And I

Cannot say goodbye

To the lucky guy

Who died at my hands

If he ever sees me again, he'll come up to me with a shiny new blade

And when I draw my .38, he'll start to regret the mistake he has made

All it takes is one shot from hell to kill a man right where he stands

And as he chokes on his own blood, I'll grin at the fool who died at my hands

Oh yea he'll die at my hands

And I

I bid goodbye

To the unlucky guy

Who died at my hands

Don't bring a knife

To a gun fight

If you don't wanna don't wanna die

Die at my hands

Die at my hands