Your partner sees me as forbidden soil
For us both this causes inner turmoil
The rain brings but a small appetizer
Compared to what you store down under

Bring your seed a little closer
To avoid showing her
Our true love she can't withhold
Only you could be so bold

Reveal your untold love
Let me yield your seed
That they may grow above
That which makes you seethe

When our children finish growing
Time it will be for the sowing
More seeds will come, bring me more
For this act, you I will adore

Looking back when
Your next of kin
Could commit no sin

I sought out women
and their respective men
To their relationship I would rend
Their love they could never defend

But for you I withdraw my need
For your creative seed
Dropping down upon one knee
For all the guests to see

Not a ring I propose
But my mouth for them toes
Finally found my muse
True love, for me, comes in twos

Follow you on your way home
Calling from every pay phone
Quarters fall from my pocket
Stumble upon a dropped locket

A picture of him fills my place
More inspiration for this chase

I’ll make you hurt
I’ll make you bleed
You will feel the dirt
For the hate I heed

I don’t want your love, it’s something I need
Your heart should stutter with each time I plead

This is what happens when love is one sided
It feels like all of my worlds have collided
The pain you caused will never subside
It’s time to end your lies and commit suicide

In the next life you’ll respect me more,
And loving you won’t be such a chore
Opportunity is knocking on your door
Just one chance with you is all I ask for

If only she knew how much I cared
Perhaps then she wouldn't act so scared
'I love you baby' I say time after time
Her twisted heart brought me to this crime

The love of my life begins to shout
"Leave me the hell alone, just get out!"
She's too loud, neighbors begin to worry
They recognize me, they start to scurry

"Put the knife down, quit messing around ***."
Peeking through the window are police from town
Our safe haven became a fish bowl
SWAT burst in to finish off my toil

One two three quick shots to the chest
Bleeding profusely from my breast
But before my premature final present
A smile from her, brings utter resentment

They were incredibly sweet
All those beautiful hearts
Incisions were kept neat
To gently rip them apart

My sick hobby is my passion
I work to trigger a reaction
Ignoring all those messages
Until they find new passages

Words to fuel their tenacity
Unaware of the insanity
That comes with touching a burning flame
and trying to find what is to blame