And they say it don't they,
"I'll never leave you,
"Crush your needy heart into the grey
"As I skip away laughing with your best friend and love too."

"We'll be happy" she said,
"We'll have babies and everything we need."
So soon, she'd be happy if I were dead
She took satisfaction when I could no longer breed.

"Why don't you have angst like real artistes?"
She'd ask, as she eyed up a passing builder,
"Because, my love, I'd rather get peaced."
And she promised to be good as I killed her.