Disclaimer: I don't own Sweeney Todd, I know I did not refer to any of the characters in the poem itself, but they were what I had in mind when I wrote this.
A Whole Lot of Nothing
He finally knows I exist, what next?
Nothing.
I've laid out hints and traps, and what next?
Nothing.
I've taken care of him, helped him get away with murder, and what next?
Nothing.
I have defended him, saved him, loved him; and what next?
Nothing.
I've lied and committed hellish acts, all for him, and what next?
A whole lot of nothing.
