[ Featuring Vera Fox ]
Did you really think, I\'d just forgive and forget, no
After catching you with her
Your blood should run cold, so cold
You, you two-timing, cheap-lying, wannabe
You\'re a fool, if you thought that I\'d just let this go
I see red, red, oh red
A gun to your head, head, to your head
Now all I see is red, red, red
Did you really just say, she didn\'t mean anything, oh
I\'ll remember those words, when I come for your soul, your soul
Know that you, you dug your own grave, now lie in it
You\'re so cruel, but revenge is a dish best served cold
I see red, red, oh red
A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh
Executioner style, and there won\'t be no trial
Don\'t you know that you\'re better off dead
All I see is red, red, oh red
Now all I see is
Run, hide
Oh, you\'re so done
Oh, better sleep with one eye open tonight
I see red, red, oh red, oh
A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh
Executioner style, and there won\'t be no trial
Don\'t you know that you\'re better off dead
All I see is red, red, oh red
Now all I see is red, red
