Complicate It

There isn't a delicate plan involved

I'll just copy myself a key

And then at 4:00 in the morning,

I'll come and kill you dead in your sleep.

I would, indeed, but I don't care to complicate it.

I could, indeed, but I don't care to complicate it.

Imagine! It's going to rain again!

Seems like a pretty good day to die.

Don't worry I'll offer you company

As I stare you straight in the eye.

And this will be more fun than I have had in years.

And if you feign to feel, again, crocodile tears.

I believe I could, indeed.