remember me when you are just passed old
when your gone and through me your story 's told
and whether weak or strong and bold
i write the bond you shall forever hold
A shorter version of you life
stabbed in the back with a shorter knife
and yeah you lost all of your stife
when learning you were still his wife
A little lighter on the wheel
so that in the end you can still feel
i guess this darker side does appeal
it all just seems so surreal
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