I'm Dreaming of Your Demise

There’s one thing I can’t deny
As I gaze into your beady eyes
Baby this should come as no surprise
I am dreaming of your demise

Birds singing out in the park
Sun is shinin’ I’m on a lark
You appear and it all goes dark
I am dreaming of your demise

You are my diabolical baby---(and I’m startin’ to think)
Your sordid ways are making me crazy---(drivin’ me to drink)

You call me your sweetie pie
I’m the rotten apple of your eye
When you spout those nasty lies
I dream about your demise

You’re skatin’ on real thin ice
Fool me once, there won’t be a twice
I might need some legal advice
I am dreaming of your demise

Take all your baggage back to Las Vegas
I’ll take the kids and most of your wages

Sayonara, it’s been nice
Livin’ in fool’s paradise
Cyanide could make things right
I’m dreaming of your demise