Romeo, Romeo

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou
why the hell are ya leavin’ me now?
I was almost ready to change my plans
just to cater to your demands
thou didst profess thy undying love
methinks it was shit you were speaking of

Come, ascend the terrace to me, sing
in this deep and passionate night
lordship if you should carry your wing
ascend but prepare to take your flight.

Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Thee didst pronounced our love to grow
to stand in the fiery pit of hell
to fight Satan himself for me, do tell.

Where, Romeo? Have you drunk every drop?
Should I sware to my life stop?
Have thee sworn me this love till death?
Romeo, Romeo, I won't hold my breath.
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