You have covered your tracks
And were ridiculously efficient about it.
Therefore, I cannot send you to court
And get the justice that I deserve
But when you get all old and grey
I will not pretend to hurt.
If you put a gun to your head
And blow out all your brains
I will not act as though
I feel any pain.
Should you take a handful of pills somewhere along the way
I would not be surprised, dear
But from me, you would not see a tear
If you were to stop your heart from beating
With a dagger and a pen
I would not agonize over your loss but, rather
Be more at ease instead.
So should your life be taken tonight
Do me a favor, **** your memory too
But should you remain living, sweetie
I'd rather die than be with you.