I love your smile, your face, your eyes,
Damn! I'm good at telling lies!
I hear your voice when I am dreaming,
That's why, my dear, I wake up screaming.
Every time I see your face,
How I wish I were in outer space!
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, just like you,
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
The sugar bowl's empty, and so is your head!
After you, the only prize?
Could be a bullet, between the eyes.