If I Told You Once

If I told you once
I told you a thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who drinks from the well of despair

I thought from the very start
I'd made it quite clear I fear
Now you're righteously fucked
As you swing from the rope
At the top of the stairs

If I told you once I told you twice
I was held in the grip of incurable vice
Lips turning blue like the shade of your eyes
Limbs shudder and twitch as you met your demise

You must've looked pretty as you stepped off the chair
Pink satin slippers how they danced in the air
Your dainty toes swelled to an alarming degree
Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

If I told you twice
I told you two thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who's broken beyond all repair
I knew from the very start
You'd end up right here so queer
Now you've left me with naught
But a suicide note and a lock of your hair

If I've mentioned it once I've mentioned it twice
I was bound in the throes of unearthly device
Radiance bloomed as I lay you to rest
Shadows of moonbeam alight in your breast

Deep in the ground where the worms have their feast
At last you can taste an incurable peace
Now that you're dead and you're finally free
Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

If I told you thrice
I told you three thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who'd draw you into his lair
I warned from the very start
The end would be rather severe
Now your screams fall like vaporous
Stones from your mouth into the night air

One time begat twice, that third time's the charm
Disregard it all lovey, it's signs of alarm
Skin milky white as you lie in repose
Tattered dress stained from the blood I suppose

So hollow and vacant, devoid of all light
Your epitaph written on our wedding night
As your muscles were twitching in their final plea
Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

Thinking of me
Thinking of me
Always thinking of me
Just me