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