You say your life's been wasted

You say there's nothing left

You've been so disillusioned

Living on your theft

You call up ask to meet me

Under our favourite tree

I say this must be real bad

For you to call on me

I get there and I find you under our favourite tree

I can smell the blossom, and hear the buzzing bee

I sit down right beside you and I look into your eyes

I feel a deep emotion as you look onto the skies and she says

I've lived a life of evil. Some people say I'm mad

I've been through prostitution. You can't count the men I've had.

I've lived on what I've stolen, and hoped inside a lie.

I beg you stay and hear me now, and help me while I die.

I say What are you talking of? Oh what is this you say?

Dying's not for you my love.

You say It's what I pay!

You say I thought you'd understand first to make love to me.

I still remember feeling your gland rubbing deep in me.

Passionate feelings they arouse. Never ask me why.

Please make love to me once more, here before I die.

She's dying, dying

The best way out

She's dying, dying

Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here.

Nor call a doctor while I die it's drawing near.

I kiss her once upon the cheek, her arms they embrace me

She whispers softly while caressing Darling can't you see?

We both make love so passionate, our feelings they must show.

Our climaxes now they fulfill. Her eyes they close Oh no!

She's dying, dying

The best way out

She's dying, dying

Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here.

Nor call a doctor while I die it's drawing near.

She's dying

She's dying

She's dying

She's dead