As I glazed upon her pretty face as she was in
Love with me, I knew was I wanted from her
And that was love. When she made love to me
Thrusting over and over again at nights, and
Sex wasn't doing it; even when I fucked her
In the ass, I wasn't satisfied but I was in love.
In the afternoon where I was going to meet her
For a special event I held her in my arms tight, and kissed her
Deep and hard, and roughly. As I looked into her eyes one
Last time she felt me pull the trigger. As she was covered in
Blood and I had her blood was all over me; she dropped to the ground;
I held her close until she died, then I let go of her.
I would receive her paycheck in the morning,
For I for I was not with her; I was in love with her
Money and job opportunity.
And I left her there as I
Moved on the money into a darkness
Missing the felling of being loved.