well I sent my love
a bouquet of black roses
and inside I sent
her boyfriend's left eye
and inside the letter
that I wrote her said
"I thought the boy should
see you one last time."
well her love was like
a dagger dipped in poison
and my love grew sick
with evil there is no cure
and sometimes I find
that in the middle of the night
I get the urge to go creepin'
round her door
look for my eyes
in the shadows tonight
and listen for screams in the dark
the fear grips inside her
and nothing can hide her
for tonight I come to leave my mark
well I'd like to say
I'm sorry for all my cruelty
and I'd like to say
I regret all my past
but the truth is
oh baby I'd be lyin'
and I'm gonna live out everyday
like it's my last
kiss my ass
well I gave my love
a bouquet of black roses
and inside I sent
her boyfriend's left eye
and inside the letter
that I wrote her said that
"I thought the boy should
thought the boy should
see you one last time."
yea