I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green,
I hope when you're in bed with her, you think of me.
I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well.
Could you tell by the flames that burned away?
If she really knows the truth, she deserves you,
A trophy wife, oh how cute; Ignorance is bliss.
But when your day comes and he's through with you,
And he'll be through with you - you'll die together but alone.
Never again will I hear you,
Never again will I miss you,
Never again will I fall to you,
Never.
Never again will I kiss you,
Never again will I want to,
Never again will I love you,
Never.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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