So this girl’s out back behind the bar

She’s a good girl, she called a car

Y’ got three motherf kers

in a big white van

Two dumb friends and one mean man

Well she’ll f kin’ kill

you, she wins every fight

She will rock your s t

by the end of the night

And the only advantage that a killer has

Is they think they have the right

I listen to a lotta true crime

I listen to it at night

I like the girl talk

It makes me feel alright

I like scary stories in the morning

And I like ‘em at night

I like girl talk vibes

They makes me feel just fine

I listen to a lotta true crime

Yknow Dennis Rayder and David Parker Ray

sit together in Hell,

shaking, quaking, terrified,

that one day, somehow, someway,

They might meet me.

They took our girls away from home

They’re in the woods, they’re all alone

The ropes are heavy and

the knots are tight

Tied by a monster and his oblivious wife

Well I hope this doesn’t seem impolite

But Ted Bundy wasn’t that f kin’ bright

He was just sorta charismatic

and White, alright?

And he was so f kin’

sure he had the right

But he’s ugly,

and I’m glad he’s dead

Cuz he had no f kin’

candle in his pumpkin head

You’re not special for winning a game

With someone who you

know was never playing

She could’ve killed you

She had every right

Y’ just caught her off guard tonight

But it’s alright

She’ll be fine

We listen to a lotta true crime

One of our young turned up last night

They found their body but not their eyes

Somebody new must’ve

Gone bad

Where’s the lord to take care of that

Where’s the lord to take care of that

I listen to a lot of true crime

I listen to it at night

I like the girl talk vibes

They make me feel alright

I like scary stories in the morning

And I like ‘em at night

I like the girl talk vibes

They make me feel just fine

I listen to a lot of true crime