Darling

As I drive my fist into your head,
your eyes drop out and you drop dead.


I'm standing in a wooden hall,
voices echo from the wall.
My feet scroop as I run right trough;
Where the hell are you!

A lonely heart inside my chest, stops beating.
The clairvoyant told me in her reading
she saw you with this other guy.
Why? Oh Darling, tell me why!
.
.
.
My fingers dance across her skin.
She screams as she sees her sin.
He is not sleeping anymore,
and neither is his little whore.

"Hey Darling, are you still alright?
I hope you didn't die of too much fright."
I smile and I shoot him, it's a breeze.
My Darling, go on with him please!

As I drive my fist into your head,
your eyes drop out and you drop dead.