Recipe for Disaster - Acoustic

Wanna know why there's a dead guy in my dining room
 Hit a dead end with my best friend, met his end too soon
 Cold blooded killer in the mirror, I don't recognize
 Cold and convicted, TV depicted, right before your eyes
 But it's over, I'm telling you now
 Oh no, no more
 Oh, I never felt my heart beat faster
 Oh, it's a recipe for disaster
 Oh, I never felt my heart beat faster
 Oh, it's a recipe for disaster
 Early evening, wine was breathing, things were going well
 I took a good look at the cookbook, found the perfect spell
 My preparation, anticipation, but suffered in suspense
 Intoxicated, he turns out wasted, and I took offense
 But it's over, I'm telling you now
 Oh no, no more
 Oh, I never felt my heart beat faster
 Oh, it's a recipe for disaster
 Oh, I never felt my heart beat faster
 Oh, it's a recipe for disaster