The Tell-Tale Heart

[Words: Luke Easter, Music: Aaron Guerra]I cut him up this evening

And they came to check the scream

On the very spot i'd hidden him

I served a spot of teaI'd left no evidence

That anything was wrong

But the unnerving sound beneath the floor boards

Reminded me of what I'd doneI thought I'd committed

The perfect, fool-proof crime

I never knew how heavy

This would wiegh upon my mindThings done in secret

Under cover of night

Have a funny way

Of being brought into the lightI admit the deed

Can't you hear the beating

I admit the deed

I'm being driven mad by the tell-tale heart