No matter what you say,
The memories of your love stay with you
slowly creeping from behind
in the back of your mind
influencing every choice you make
no matter how hard you try
all of those memories keep you tied, tied to the past
you see her walking by with another guy's arm around her waist
this rage fills you up and you wanna twist their necks
you look yourself in the mirror and you see a monster you haven't seen before
it smiles back at you and you fill fulfilled
The one you once called your beau has now turned into a **
And you walked through a black door and fire six blows
painted the door color red then the cops came and said he should have been on meds
but it's too late cause he's dead
this is the tale of an insane, who evaded jail
and is now in hell