I stand corrected   Guess it just wasn’t meant to be   I know I am maladjusted   Crush what’s inside of me      I know of no remedy   I know not how to cease   This feeling of hate in me   I just want to see you bleed      I know what I want   I want to stop seeing red   I know what I want   I just want to see you dead      I don’t want your explanation   I really couldn’t care less   I’ve got my own reminder   This scar across my breast      You are a faker anyway   Ever up for a quick release   Infect everyone around you   Cover up your own disease      I know what I want   I want to stop seeing red   I know what I want   I just want to see you dead      I know what I want   I want to stop seeing red   I know what I want   I just want to see you dead      I know what I want   I want to stop seeing red   I know what I want   I want to stop seeing red   I know what I want…