• Bleeding of the dance room floor,
    Two left feet in a pile of gore.
    One jealous lover knife in hand,
    The heavenly angles strike up the band.
    Little children throwing up,
    One faints away, cute little pup.
    The principal, he stands in shock,
    The lover just stays to mock.
    Two teenagers in desperate love,
    Sympathy their unworthy of.
    Fleeing lover, deafening quiet,
    Out side the police cause a riot.
    Two bore fires, hit in the back,
    The final sound, that deafening crack.
    Blood trail flows on down the street,
    Nobody said love was always sweet.