Nellie Lovett was always so perky. She sang and hummed, and she always had the same warm smile. She thought of everyone before herself; but it was all a lie, there was one thing that kept her going, a compelling obsession that made her want to get up every morning. Sweeney Todd was her everything. She loved with all her heart and she would give him anything.

Sparkling grey, through my own veins
Any more than a whisper
Any sudden movement of my heart
And I know, I know I'll have to
watch them pass away

Just get through this day

She played the role, every single day; she faked it all. She faked being okay. She knew he would never love her. He never even noticed, he didn't care, and he never would.

Give up your way, you could be anything,
Give up my way,
and lose myself,
not today
That's too much guilt to pay

Sweeney held her up against the wall, razor to her neck. "I love you. Mrs. Lovett, is that what you've always wanted to hear? You know it's a lie I could never love someone I hate so much" She was crying, sobbing as he held her and broke her heart for the thousandth time. He removed his grasp from her and she ran from the shop, sobbing hysterically. Out into the rain and down the stairs. She went back to her room and began to wipe her tears and the blood from where he had cut her. She couldn't take it anymore, she was so sick of being hurt, to long had she been unwanted.

Sickened in the sun
You dare tell me you love me
But you held me down and
screamed you wanted me to die
Honey you know, you know I'd
never hurt you that way

You're just so pretty in your pain

She sat on her bed, every thought sending her into another wave of tears. She didn't want end another night in tears. Then there he was standing in the door way, watching her sob. "You're so weak, so pathetic" He said a evil smirk across his face. "Just go away, have you not hurt me enough for one night?" Mrs. Lovett said between sobs. "Oh Nellie, how could I ever be finished hurting you, it's my job. I live to put others through the pain I was put through" He said in a fake sensitive voice. " I never put you through anything, I loved you unconditionally, I gave you everything I had, I gave you everything you asked me for and without a word of thank you or even a slight awknowledgement." She stood up, she had stopped sobbing and she was standing in front of him.

Give up my way, and I could be anything
I'll make my own way
Without your senseless
hate...hate...hate...hate

So run, run, run
And hate me, if it feels good
I can't hear your screams anymore

"Don't be so ridiculous, you could've died for me and I never would've loved you" He said looking at her tear stained face. "Get out, you coldhearted bastard, get out of my room" She said looking at him, her said eyes were now filled with hate for not only him but herself as well.

You lied to me
But I'm older now
And I'm not buying baby

Demanding my responce
Don't bother breaking the door down
I found my way out

As soon as she was sure he was back upstairs she went to her dresser and she pulled out a beautifully carved wood box. Inside were pictures of her and Sweeney, a once living flower he had given her, a note he left her one day when he went out, and at the very bottom wrapped in a crimson scarf, a razor, one of his. She had taken it the first day he had come home. She unwrapped it carefully and held it in her hand.

And you'll never hurt me again

"I cannot love you anymore and you cannot hurt me anymore," She opened the razor and put against her neck, she closed her eyes and torn it across her flesh, a sharp, agonizing pain and then nothing, complete darkness. It was over. Nellie Lovett had spent her last night in tears. She loved Sweeney until the moment she died. He was never hers but she was always his, even in death she was his angel.