Down With Me

Pictures hung on the walls
Depicting a family’s dreams
Looks like they could come
Right out of some plastic family magazine
I wish the pictures were true
And the stories they told were real
But I’d hate to say there was a rage
Somewhere deep inside their cage
Down
Going down holding you
I’ll take you down
I’ll take you
Down
Going down holding you
I’ll take you down
I’ll take you
Down
The cops show up but they’re late
They could not stop all that hate
They climbed over the bodies and put
Up that yellow crime scene tape
And we thought that these people
Lived so calm and seemed fine
Looks like underneath someone had lived
With a blackened heart and mind
It’s so hard to believe
Then they found a note
It came from a man with a knife
When they read it, it gave them a chill
«If I can’t have her then no one will
Then no one will»