The Hatchet Song lyrics

there's too much confusion today how can I assure it's to shy away and he blew his brains out with a pistol I say to cover his arse or make a point someway meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street now stabbed me in the back you know she threw a hatchet buried in my chest when I turned to catch it and my lucky days are stuck in quarantine I thought I got some kind of warranty meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street