Rizzo Lyrics - Chimaira

Pull up your car, you're home from the night on the town 

Could not find anyone to go home with, to show off your insecurity 

So you put your 'I love you face' back on 

When you are this way you think you are God 

But the people around you are destroyed 

Coming home getting off by killing who you love 

I hope you end up in a body bag 

Walk up to your room to be with your lover 

Although they don't share your desire 

That night frustrated and intoxicated 

You need to leech onto another 

When you are this way you think you are God 

While the people around you are destroyed 

Coming home getting off by killing who you love 

I hope you end up in a body bag 

When you are this way you think you are God 

While the people around you are destroyed 

Coming home getting off by killing who you love 

I hope you end up in a body bag 

Pretend you are the king, one day this will all come back to you 

One day your child will be a man, one day your child will be a man 

Pretend you are the king, pretend you are the king 

Pull up your car you're home from the night on the town 

Could not find anyone to go home with to show off your insecurity 

So you put your 'I love you face' back on 

When you are this way you think you are God 

But the people around you are destroyed 

Coming home getting off by killing who you love 

I hope you end up in a body bag 

When you are this way you think you are God 

But the people around you are destroyed 

Coming home getting off by killing who you love 

I hope you end up in a body bag