[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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