To Tie the Knot or Die

what is it, my dear?
what is that behind your back, my love?
what are you doing sweetheart?
all these questions they asked me
all the nicknames they used for me
all their screams they voiced out for me
how did this happen?
how did they die?
how did she do it?
all the people asked
all the reporters asked
all the police asked
well, i answered with a smile
they said they'd walk a hundred miles
just for me and bring me anything
but they forgot to mention
one tiny thing
a ring
so i filled them with holes
and just like that
she walked backed
to her bed in the cell
to dream of wedding bells.