Right through the heart,
that's where you should aim.

A piercing shot,
You won't get the blame.

I'll set up the weapon,
with the sharpest arrow I can find.

I'll let you take the shot,
from in front or behind.

It's lined up properly,
so make no mistakes.

But this isn't the first time
that you have harmed me.

Why must I return to you,
Time and time again?

Take your terrible treatment,
As if it's something I deserve.

Soon I won't stand the sight of you,
Eventually, you'll get on my last nerve.

l.v.s and IM