She loved him so much
she thought she would die
and all she could think about was
how he was "the perfect guy"
and now she's laying in her grave
and now she's free from being his slave
She thought he loved her
but it was a lie
and every night she would always cry
"why doesn't he love me?"
she scream in her room
but as months went by
she realized he was just another guy
but then she saw him and he was a groom
and hot tears streamed down her face
and she tried to find a happy place
but nothing at all seem to work
it was almost as if she had gone berserk.
she ran home and up to her room
she thought about how he was a groom
then she went and took out a gun
and quietly whispered "he was the one"
and if he had cared
her life could have been spared
but she shot herself in the head
and that is why she is now dead.
