Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?

I wish that you didn´t love me no more, I´ve been dead for years,
I wish that you didn´t own me no more, I´ve been here before.

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die? No, I won´t!

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?

I want to draw the blood from your neck, spill the lies in your bed.
I will give you a holy white rose, cut the tongue from your head.

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die? No, I won´t!

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?

I belong to a line of red scent, teach the heart to reflect.
The wound is wise for primal black eyes, there´s a scarlet letter in my chest.