She's killed me.
She's finally done it, she's stabbed me,
In the back of my head, I always knew it would happen,
but now it's far too late.
Just when I thought I could finally trust her,
I turn my back, she jabs her knife,
leaving me here to die.
But little does she know,
there's vengeance in the afterlife.
She will soon see when she turns her back,
she'll feel the pierce through her skin,
enjoy her suffering, no regrets,
and drag her down with me.