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