I met a man, not long ago,
Who gave his heart and his soul,
To looks so pretty with long black hair,
This girl became his foolish affair.

Now he knew love, and he loved her true.
More than she, ever knew.
For love is just a simple word,
Without the emotions, that break you up.

Infected deep with fear and doubt,
The lover drank for a courageous heart.
But a man's a man, a simple fool,
He counts his eggs way too soon.

The lover thought the world was his,
But his sweetheart knew better still.
For the blade was soft and the stab so sweet,
He never realized his heart missed the beat.

Her every word fills him with hate,
But still his heart she navigates.
And little by little, surly and true,
She will **** him, like lovers often do.