As I look down upon your grave, I think of all the time
That I had had you in my life, yet you were never mine.
Though you did not know me at all, I fell in love with you
While watching through the back window was all that I could do
And when I tried to talk to you, you screamed away in fear.
How could you act that way to me, when I was always here?
So then I snapped; I won by force, and dragged you to my house.
I tied you down upon a chair and covered up your mouth.
The hatchet was my drug of choice, and though you killed my heart
It hurt to hear your muffled screams as I tore you apart.
They found you lifeless on your lawn just two short days ago.
Your ex-boyfriend's the prime suspect--he's going on death row.
And I'm here with your family, staring down in denial.
I tell them you were my first love, and cry with them a while.
I never will forget you, love, the things that we've been through.
As I wipe the blood off the walls, I'll always think of you...