Bound by fate,
laced in love.
It's clear I'm much too late,
pushed me aside like an old glove.
I told you it was "til death do us part",
so don't pretend you didn't know it going in.
You're the bullet that shot me clear to the heart,
call in the coroner; and give me my coffin.
Wearing my necklace of rope,
pen in hand; I sign my death warrant.
There's no way I could ever cope,
thoughts of life without you are abhorrent.
Before I go into the ground; put on my wedding band,
and dry those last tears I cried.
Carve my stone with those strong hands,
"Here lies my broken bride".