He'd Do It All Again

Laying on the floor, with her face into the ground
That is how she looked when at last she was found
A knife it lay beside her, all covered in her blood
Blood which pooled up quickly, soon turning to a flood
The man he laughed so cruelly, as they took him away
He said that he was proud of what he’d done that day
But what about a motive I hear you all shout out
He simply couldn’t stand her, her love he began to doubt
And so this honest woman, died alone and in much pain
All that he could think was he’d do it all again