Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet, and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl is empty, and so is your head. Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss, but I only slept with you because I was pissed. Kind, intelligent, loving and hot; This describes everything you are not. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes - Damn, I'm good at telling lies! My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: Marrying you screwed up my life I see your face when I am dreaming. That's why I always wake up screaming My feelings for you no words can tell, Except for maybe "go to hell"