A boy liked a girl but wanted to make her jealous
Then one day
Things went terribly wrong
The next few weeks were like a very sad song
He made her jealous
On purpose he tried
When the girl asked "Do you love her?"
On purpose he lied
He played with jealously
Like it was a game
Little did he know
Things would never be the same
His plan was working
But he had no clue
How wrong things would go,
The damage he would do
One night she broke dowm alone
Just her and the blade,
no one else home
She dialed his number,
He answered "Hello"
She told him she loved him
then hung up the phone
He raced to her house justa minute too late
Found her lying in blood her heart had no rate
Beside her was a note
In it her confession
her love for this boy,
Her only obsession
As he read the note
He knelt down and cried
Grabbed her knife and that night they both died
She was found in his arms
Both of them dead
Under her note his handwriting said:
"I love her so, she never knew.
All this time she loved me too"
Things went wrong as he planned it from the start
Like a piercin blade
Tragedy in the heart