Her Love belated
Like flowers
She only arrived  
for funerals

She would often smother me
but unfortunately
She suffocated first

Fade the last verse
She is not deceased
but jaded

When everyone else died
I cried
Life never felt dissuaded

Erase the eleventh line
nobody died
I just been forgotten

But honestly
They should be less
sympathetic  
And more rotten

Because all I ever did
was simply pathetic
And misbegotton