Title: สังหารหมู่ / Sung Hahn Moo (Massacre)
If you opened the door
And saw the image of you and her
The woman on the bottom, you on top
Nuzzling at her neck
Embracing each other in the throws of passion
Messing up my bed
If you were me right now, what would you do?
(*) My heart is pounding
I’m so angry, why did you do this?
If you had someone else, why didn’t you tell me? I’d have let you go
What you’ve done with her hurts more than enough
But you had to do it in the apartment I’m paying for?
My blankets, my mosquito net, my pillows, why did you do this?
(**) I’ll handle this
Handle this, handle this
With a massacre?
Or should I close the door and let you and her finish up?
Or should I walk into the kitchen
And grab a knife to slit your throats
Until I’m satisfied and wait for the cops to come and arrest me?
(***) I should take care of this bold boyfriend-stealing woman
Or should I take out my anger on you for lying and cheating?
Or should I gather my clothes and say good-bye
And leave far away?
But the only thing I can do
Is stand and cry
Upset that you did this