Funny how she thinks I'm.moving on
When my will to live has been and gone
And she is the one who is having the fun
Many men, many their gun
And I'm meant to feel bad
Well, yes I do
I'm wanting to die
And she's feeling brand new
Make up on, getting it on
My will to live has got up and gone
She's upto everything, I'm not stupid
I live with Satan, she lives with cupid
Well maybe not cupid, but the gods of lust
And I die. Spontaneous combust
