I'll scratch a mystery just please
Continue on with your crime
It's not that I don't mind
Or, if you prefer
I'll pen a murder to pass your time
Your empty tim
I left a little somethin' on the table for you
So poorly I've hidden knives
That you will find them
Then we'll put pen to page
There is no mystery in my cadence
I've penned the end over smarter lines
But we both prefer romantic murder
To erase time and my empty life
I left a little something on the altar for you
Oh, you know me well
You know me well enough
To find surely sharpened knives
I left a little something on the table for you