Can't stop the killer

I work my hands right down to the bone
still you don't give me what I want.
You are so ungrateful,
we're more like a house than a home.
Please dear understand,
I'm sorry again for all that I said.
How could you leave?
I swear that I'll be a better man.
Well, go ahead and run, run, run
from the man with the gun in his hand.
Darling I would shoot you before I would ever
let you leave.
Oh, dear God.


-Emery, wunderbar...