Sheets and pillows torn to pieces, bloodstains all o'er the wall
Sheets and pillows torn to pieces, bloodstains all o'er the wall
Well, I know I wan't in it this morning
I didn't leave the phone out in the hall

Well, you better come clean, baby
Or soon I find it out
Detectives gonna be hanging around the door
Want to know what it's all about

So tell me, baby, what that bloodstain done on the wall
Well, I know I wan't in it this morning
Didn't leave the phone out in the hall

Well, when this all over, I'm going to let you go
I didn't know you were that kind of woman, girl
To fall so low

Now there won't be no sheets torn to pieces
Won't be no more bloodstains on the wall
Well, I know I wan't in it this morning
I didn't leave the phone out in the hall