I'm in love..Boo Hoo and love is pain, I'm love Boo Hoo, in Love again
So I wrote her a poem, It said I Love you, she thought it was crap, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo.
Look I've bought a razor that I'll take to my wrist, prepare me for heaven, fuck it I missed!
I wrote down a few lines, to express how I feel, her father said clearly I'm making her ill.
Well !, he held me real tight, with his hands 'round my neck, and threw a few feet and my head hit the deck.
I'm now in my ward, with my head in a cast, so I'll write some more, but I must make it fast.
As the police have arrived with an order refrain, from writing to her, but I shall just the same.
The big Guy in my cell..he keeps smiling at me, whats does he want, and what does he see?
I'm in love, I'm in love, in Love and happy..it's just me and the Big Guy..Yipee, Yipee!
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