| Blood on the corner | 
| Love on a dead-end street | 
| You heard them warn her | 
| When you first heard of me | 
| You stopped at nothing | 
| Shots rang, rang in the night | 
| I'd stop a little short | 
| A little short of something right | 
| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| All the names to kill are the same to kiss | 
| And if you look deadly, you'll make it | 
| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| And the skin therein is infinite | 
| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there | 
| We're in infinite skin | 
| We're in | 
| Love on the corner | 
| Blood on a dead-end street | 
| You had to find her | 
| To tell, to tell of me | 
| You stopped at nothing | 
| Threw down your favorite knife | 
| I stopped a little short | 
| A little short of something right | 
| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| All the names to kill are the same to kiss | 
| And if you look deadly, you'll make it | 
| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| And the skin therein is infinite | 
| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there | 
| We're in | 
| Never really growing closer than this | 
| There's a distant chance you'll make my list | 
| I watched you make a killing nearly tonight | 
| You stopped a little short, a little short of something right | 
| Well, well, well | 
| I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| All the names to kill are the same to kiss | 
| And if you look deadly, you'll make it, you'll make it | 
| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| And the skin therein is infinite | 
| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there | 
| You're there, yeah | 
| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| All the names to kill are the same to kiss | 
| And if you look deadly, you'll make it | 
| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list | 
| And the skin therein is infinite | 
| And if you got flesh to spare, you're in infinite skin |