Welcome to Resting Gardens, My name is Jake
Don’t worry about your wife, I promise to take
Great care of her and make her look pretty
For her memorial service, just outside the city
As soon as you leave, I rip her clothes off
And turn on a heat lamp to make her skin soft
Dress her in new linens and pretend we’re out swimming
A day at the beach is just the beginning
Roll her over, puttin lotion on her back and her shoulders
“My dear you seem tense!” is what I so casually told her
She said nothing back, “I HATE WHEN YOU DO THIS!
YOU GIVE ME THE COLD SHOULDER LIKE YOU’RE SOME KIND OF RUDE BITCH!”
Pull out my knife and show her the weapon,
If she doesn’t speak to me soon, she’s gonna regret it!
“I TOOK YOU TO THE BEACH AND LOOK HOW YOU DO ME,
I JUST WANT SOME RESPECT, QUICK! SOMEBODY SUE ME!”
The tears start to race, as I pleaded my case
She sat there unmoved….not a tear on her face
“SO YOU THINK I’M NOT MAN ENOUGH, THINK I WON’T STAB YOU?
WHEN I GET DONE, I PROMISE NO ONE WILL HAVE YOU!”
I forgot I still held the knife so tight in my hand…
It just happened from passion, my slashing never was planned
I tell you this crudely but know it’s my duty to truly confess
But is it so wrong to express that there’s such beauty in death?
Or is it just the heat lamps so Floridian Sunny
That makes coagulated blood look like obsidian honey?
That’s all I have to say, so Detective, please feel free to lock me away
If loving someone too much is a crime than I guess I must pay
Detective? Did you hear what I said?
I loved her so deeply, I never wanted her dead..
“SAY SOMETHING! DON’T JUST SIT THERE AND STARE
YOU THINK I DIDN’T LOVE HER? THINK I DIDN’T CARE???
MY LOVE FOR HER WAS PURE, WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE IT?
I SEE THAT LOOK ON YOUR FACE, I CAN SEE YOU’RE DISGUSTED
IF THAT’S HOW YOU FEEL, WHY DON’T YOU JUST SAY IT??”
Pull out my knife, just so he’ll know I’m not playing…