• It's odd how much I miss you
    your touch, your voice and smile
    after all the pain I've been through
    my heart is something vile

    It's hard for me; to press ahead
    a shadow of your past
    a shadow filled with dread
    who follows as a gahst

    You move quickly trying to hide
    a knight so valiant
    by your side
    who's protection you'll not grant

    But listen, look, and wait
    to the things I have to say
    but too late now you've taken their bait
    and since become the prey

    I tried to tell you, though to warn
    tried to guide you make you see
    But all you did was glare and scorn
    and I was right, in warning thee

    You called me jealous, called me fink
    But I was right, and told you so
    did you think I'd speak, and first not think
    I tried to cushion, this crushing blow

    They lied, they plotted
    and schemed away
    watched and waited, with notes they'd jotted
    till it came, their perfect day

    And now I'll say, "I told you so"
    and relish now, in the pain we share
    but being spiteful kills my flow
    and so I'll take you, from their lair