The New York Chainsaw Massacre

Show me one fucking reason why I shouldn't break your knees
 I'll tear you limb by limb
 Then you'll know what real pain is
 Hearing you scream is so appealing
 (Hell yeah)
 I'm gonna take my time tonight
 They won't find you in the morning
 Cause you'll be (cause you'll be), locked up in my trunk
 And I'll be on my way
 To dig your grave
 And drown you in the kerosene
 Cause I'm feeling kinda hot tonight, yeah
 I'm feeling hot tonight
 Listen close, listen close
 When I'm fucking talking
 You'll never guess what's in store for you
 Listen close, listen close
 When I'm talking
 The consequences are way past due
 Look at me, look at me
 One more fucking time
 I swear this will be the last face you ever see
 Look at me, look at me
 One more fucking time
 And beg for mercy
 You turned your back on me
 When I needed you most
 Look at me now,
 I'm on top of the world
 Go
 Get fucked
 Listen close, look at me
 I'm care fucking free