I didn't want to do it the first time, but they said it had to be done. I didn't want to do it a second time, but you decided to run. I don't want to do it a third time, so why not sit there and act dumb? I'm running out of money & I'm running out of guns. This job is definitely becoming unfun. Don't make me kill you again.
Lyrics submitted by AnotherInnocentGirl