Oh how sweet is just the thought,
That real love can't be bought.
Here I am with no more hope,
Dangling down a strangling rope.
My life has proven to be a joke,
I feel that I am starting to choke.
The thought of the hereafter fills me with pleasure,
And it's because of you, you abused my deepest treasure.
Do me a favour, please don't cry,
It will be a blessing for me to die.
I just can't bear to see you with another guy,
So I have chosen to die.
I know it is an easy way out,
And I certainly am not proud.
But death will bring the relief,
And an end to my devastating grief.
I was never infected with jealousy or greed,
No, your love was what I needed.
But you will on my mind with my last breath,
When I have finally been set free by death.
And as my body fights to breath,
i laugh and look at my feet beneath.
death can come, i no longer care,
and the grim reaper? he can take me anywhere.
I hope my death will not cause tears to fall,
Cause they don't do any good at all.
The rope is getting tighter now too,
I am dying but my final thought belongs to you.
