Verse 1 She's [Bm]always asking why I like w[G]atching people die, and wh[F#]y I get my kicks while [Bm]others scream and cry. And my fr[Bm]iends think that I'm sick, or m[G]aybe uneducated. And my f[F#]amily doesn't want to admit [Bm]that they are related. Now m[Bm]onsters and madmen who r[G]ape and mutilate are p[F#]erfect entertainment when...