I called her Monday on the phone To tell her change was needed and We should move on
To say the least she wasn't down She came over screaming Juxtaposing sound
I tried to shove her out the door She took a swing at me then hit the floor Upon the blade that she had hid Behind her back. Such a wild attack Just like her to turn an accident to tragedy
She won't stop bleeding I went and shut off both the phones I turned off all the lights inside my tiny room I sat and listened to her bleed But not out of malice, simply out of shock I guess I must've been asleep The sound of falling silverware destroyed my peace I found her slipping across the floor A red, sticky demon with a mouth still a' screamin' A meat tenderizer to the head, and now she's down GO She won't stop bleeding Consequences are an adult facet of life Little sweetie grew up quickly By the blade of her own knife