(if Lin Manuel Miranda turned my Breakup into a Broadway Rap)
Ladies and gentlemen Of the jury I stand before you today And surely I hope that you understand As I see We have criminal amongst us One who commited ****** in the first degree
A young man named Paul Was slain in a Forrest And as I recall It was on the twenty-fourth of February On a day when he was happy And filled with merry
We have evidence to suggest he was not alone You see We found two cups in his car One filled with coffee, the other with tea
A few hours later two joggers went astray Where they found the body all bled out And about to decay His heart ripped from his chest Laying on the palm of his hand
(Defendant) "Objection Your Honour"
(Lin) I'll let the witness stand...
(Judge) Does the defendant have any claims to what he states?
(Defendant) Your honour, Mr. Paul and my client were in fact schoolmates. Shared the same classes and friends, there is no debate But death was his very own ill-sighted fate.
For as I understand he knew this could happen He knew it was a risk he'd have to take Make no mistake As far as I know he saw the hook And still took the bait...
(Lin) But your client forgot to mention the promises that she made She likes him Trusts him But, oops...she made a mistake
And in the middle of a gentle conversation sought, Your client cuts open his chest separating his heart from his thought And succeeded as it bleeded and all of his emotions retreated never to be repeated
(Serious*) Your honor SHE has murdered love!
(Judge) How do you answer to these allegations?
(The accused) "Guilty I am not"
(Lin) But why are your hands still bloodstained from his heart?
Your honor we have spoken to a witness And your Honor I Protest this, I detest this I will not let her play the victim And have an innocent man to blame For things she's done to have him framed While his chest is wrapped with chains Could we at least have her detainedΒ
(Defendant) Objection!
(Judge) Sustained!
(Lin) Could we at least have her for questioning? Cause the only way we'll move on is if we know
(Judge) I'm sorry Paul... But you'll just have to let this one go
If Lin Manual Miranda could turn my break up into a Broadway rap...with me as him...