Die my darling

i need a cigarette
this one is dedicated to you
this one’s especially for you
because you hated when i smoked
you said don’t waste your pretty face
you said don’t waste your pretty hands
you told me not to waste myself
know what?
now i’m completely wasted
the sweet little girl you once liked
is wasted
the sweet little girl you loved
once tasted
too much life
and too much pain
and know what?
it’s all your fault

so this cigarette is for you
and when i blow the smoke at your face
i want you to know
that this sweet little girl you once liked
is dead
and it’s all your fault

Idee poolest ju täitsa sümpaatne luuletus.