The day she packed her bags to leave
His lungs decided not to breathe
His head burst with the slamming of the door
His don\'t go pleas no longer heard
Her heart set free from being interred
His whisky glass soaks up another pour
She cast out from her tortured mind
The mess betrayal left behind
Her lover\'s arms bring comfort from the cold
Hope overrides the guilt and sleaze
Her fingers slowly trace and tease
The landscape she\'ll be digging up for gold
He leaves another dingy club
Still reeling from a stripper\'s snub
The dimly lit back street so damp so dark
A fight earns him a fractured skull
The blades of love begin the cull
The wounds when stitched display an ugly mark
She knew she had to take this chance
The needle asks his vein to dance
One last waltz on an artificial floor
Release from life had come so quick
Her lover learns her latest trick
A move that has him shaking to the floor