They call him a heart-breaker
I call him an assassin
He's that sly, fly, type with a crazy outlook on life
Hungry for whatever tomorrow brings
He's mysterious
It's like he's the only one left
His type no longer existing
He has this outrageous style that's so unique, no one can recreate it
He was the perfect flavor
He stole my heart and candy coated it with love
Took care of my every want, need and desire
I was his everything,
His personal candy shop of sweet romance...
Until he got that craving
A craving for her milk chocolate Hershey's bar
Over my caramel centered Milky Way
That boy loved his chocolate
He was just never sure of what kind he wanted
Well, that night
He wanted pure chocolate
He got that fiery look in his eye and told me to go
He wasn't feeling my taste anymore
That was the first blow to my heart
Then he said he wanted a new flavor in his life
What I had to give no longer satisfied that devilish sweet tooth of his
That was blow number two
When I opened the door to leave, I saw it wasn't just a Hershey's
But a Reese's cup with extra peanut butter as well
She was mixed, a Spanish chic
Blow number three
He pushed me out
Threw me away
And took them in with no problem at all
He murdered our relationship
He murdered our love
That's why I'm lying here in my own cherry filling
He murdered me