I still remember sitting there, in econ class without a care, My hair was poofy, my heart was bare

Then it hit me like a train, just like a song hits the refrain Just like the bad guys hit McBane

What hit me you will probably ask, her perfect face and perfect ass, right as she walked right in to class

My love is lovelier than you know
I'd avenge your death just like the crow
I'd skeet skeet on you even though
Just what that means I'll never know
Your love-in-my-heart I'll always stow
Don't dump me baby that would blow

Now I'm no Shakespeare I'll admit, my writing skills are crappy shit

But if you leave me like the rest…
Pain!
Suffering!
Indigestion!
Ache!
Sorrow!
I can't go on!
Can you live with that on your chest?