Going out each day to score

She was no whore

But for me

Celebrating every day

The way

She thought it should be



And I don't know what to do

Now that pink has turned to blue



She was always by my side

And never tried

To leave

Standing up for me

And like a tree

For what she believed



No more rope

And too much dope

She's lying on the bed

Angels pacing

Gently placing

Roses 'round her head