6Feet Under

My skin feels like its on fire,
Its hot to the touch,
You touched me as if it was dire,
Then it became too much.

I told you to stop,
You wouldn't take no for an answer,
Off you pop,
To pick up your dancer.

Shes such a pretty thing,
21 and blond.
Treasures you like a diamond ring,
Shame shes attached to you by a strong bond.

She needs to leave you...
Before she turns black and blue,
Like me when you
Lost your temper and turned me blue.

Your grasp around my throat...
Pushing me up against the wall,
With a knife in my skin you wrote,
"It'll teach you to not return my call!'

With that in the knife,
Cutting my skin like butter,
Forced deeper and deeper in such strife,
With an under-the-breath mutter.

I tried fighting back,
My body filled with pain.
In fighting my power did lack,
You looked at me in utter disdain.

Now here in a coffin i lay
Dressed in black
Watching you as you say
"She was something special to me...why can't she come back?!?"

My soul might have gone,
But my body's still here
Observing you and your graceful swan
Wishing i wasn't laying here

Off you and your bonnie lass go
While i lay 6feet under
"Don't stay..let him go
just wait until you lay here 6feet under."