What in God's name are you talking about? Your son, Mr. Thorn. The son of the devil You're insane He must die, Mr. Thorn! I've been thinking 'bout some bullshit About-a take a gun, load it up with a full clip Put that shit up to my head and I pull it My brains fall out and my eyes go closed God damn, you look so fucking gorgeous The way that you're looking at me, it's so morbid God damn, baby, come to my fortress Yeah, I'll give you the world Yeah, you're all I adore, bitch I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit You gave me something that I could never forget I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit