She told me that she was going away.

The room was cold, my heart was bleak,

She asked me please, not to speak.

She said she’d known for quite a while,

She’d gotten bored, she said with a smile.

And now she’s found a brand new guy,

With a better job, and a better life.

She packed her things, and my stuff too.

She tore up our pictures, and said we were through.

She’d enjoyed my cash, like a fucking whore,

And then she left, and slammed my door.

And now she’s gone, she said goodbye,

She started her car, and then she died.

May this be a lesson, to girls I may date,

Cheat on me, and you’ll meet your fate.

The cops came out, when they got the news,

It was too late, nothing left but her shoes.

I made a car bomb the night before,

I wired it to her brand new Ford.

And now my ex-girlfriend is very much dead,

And I laugh as I picture her giving Satan head.