I've got a guilty conscience i've been fucking you in my mind

And it's become a problem I fantasize literally all the time

My urge so strong

I can't look him in the eyes, it's a painful high

One desire in my messed up mind

You make me wanna

Fuck Marry or Kill

If I can't have you than nobody will

It's torture, no chill

Fuck Marry Kill

And i'm jealous of the shirt around your neck I wanna wring and kiss the sweat off

And the sheets that touch your skin at night I wanna tear apart

But loving ain't my style

Give it a shot because you drive me wild

But loving ain't my style

Give it a shot because you drive me wild

You make me wanna

Fuck Marry or Kill

If I can't have you than nobody will

It's torture, no chill

Fuck Marry Kill