At first I knew I loved her
She was the beauty of my life
I would move the world for her
She was perfect in subtle ways
And he loved to spend his days
With the girl that he loved so much
Until he heard the voicemail
When confronted she told him lies
Even with the evidence
So he kicked her out
For she broke his heart
Then she lied to my face
Then I had no other choice
I would break her
Sitting at the bus station
In a mental conversation
With himself when he sees the girl
Who looks like the one that broke his heart
Sneaking up behind his victim
Pulling out the bloody knife
Stabbing her through the spine
Into her beating heart