Hurt me,
Take a knife,
And stick it in my heart.
Sadden me,
Bring me strife,
And tear me apart.
Rankle me,
Worry my life,
And ignite regret for our start.
Confuse me,
Blow your fife*,
And execute your compart.
Trick me,
Come to life,
And paint me as art.
Love me,
Call me wife,
And turn around to break my heart.
*Military and marching fifes have metal reinforcing bands around the ends to protect them from damage.