I just wanted him to leave.
Why couldn’t I have her to myself?
My greedy mind played over my request
I never knew what I couldn’t invest…
Murder was the name of the game
And, oh, how I would perform it so sweet
It was in those meals, he loved to eat
Where I would stash a special treat
And unto his lips there came a crime
And when he smiled, I knew, it was almost time
For him to die, and her to mourn
And maybe, into my arms return.
We said goodbye, at the funeral, to him
Yet, I couldn’t be happy…another would take his place.
And our love would never be finite…I’d never own her embrace.