He Had It Coming

True beauty is rare indeed
It's present as we make our vow
He's my drug, I'm addicted, he's all that I need
Of coarse that's not changed even though he's dead now
Sometimes he'd lie, cheat, and steal
But I knew his heart was good and true
I knew that what we had was real
I have since the day I said I do
But then things got a little messy
when in arrived the heat
Because he forgot to confess to thee
that he decided to cheat
Now I punished him without a doubt
This morning, when I shot his heart out.