Her double bed was empty that night
So she grabs her pillow and holds it real tight.

A heart that is lonely, was once filled with love.
With no one to talk to she turns to a gun.

She places the bullet, and then pulls the cock.
Covers her head, and then points the stock.

There is a loud bang, and a puddle of blood,
Another one lost to the anguish of love.

About 20 minutes later, a knock at the door.
A voice says "Babe, I'm sorry! I won't cheat anymore!"

He turns the knob and then walks inside
Never to imagine what he is to find.

He calls her name, then turns on the light.
She doesn't reply...something doesn't seem right.

He walks into her room, thinking she was asleep.
And notices the blood as it circles his feet.

He begins to shout, and then starts to cry.
It's because of his unfaithfulness, that she chose to die.

God shakes his head from up above
Damn the Devil for creating "love!"