I aint never loved nobody, nobody ever gonna love me
And I never understood why he’s so good, I gotta kill a case of jealousy
Why would any woman ever really wanna love another
Just a drifter, gonna kiss her, first I gotta kill her mister
I’m in the house that Jack built, up on the hill
More than time for this man to kill
Yeah there’s a gun on the floor, an empty bottle of pills
In the house that Jack built, waiting for Jill
Come on baby I’m gonna light you a candle, pour you a glass of wine
We both know ol’ Jack wasn’t much of the sweet romantic kind
So come on over baby, maybe I’ll make you the lady of the
House that Jack built, up on the hill
More than time for this man to kill
Yeah there’s a gun on the floor, an empty bottle of pills
In the house that Jack built, waiting for Jill
So come on over baby, maybe I’ll make you the lady of the
House that Jack built, up on the hill
More than time for this man to kill
Yeah there’s a gun on the floor, an empty bottle of pills
In the house that Jack built, waiting for Jill
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Lyrics submitted by Tyler.