A Journalist Falls in Love with Deathrow Inmate #16

I was writing this story
And he gave me a look
He was very handsome
Distractingly so
And I never dreamed
That he’d be my boyfriend
He wrote me letters
Daily from prison that said
I know I’ve killed a few
But none of those women were you
I couldn’t speak it was over for me
but now my grim prince is gone
Well, he said he loved me
Cooked me dinner
He cut my lungs out
And made me made feel thinner
And I’ll never forget him
Now that it’s over
The laughing we had
When they strapped him down
Oh, but how the girls were jealous
'cause he liked me the best
Oh and I couldn’t breathe
it was true love indeed
And now my grim prince is gone
Well, I said I loved you
When they strapped him in
But he wasn’t crying he look it like a man
And the families watched him
As he breathed his last
But I got very angry
They started to laugh and say
Now he’s got what’s coming
He was due his life
Oh, and I couldn’t see
There were tears on my cheek
Goodbye my grim reaper prince
Goodbye my grim reaper prince
Goodbye, goodbye, I’ll see you in a while
Goodbye, farewell, good luck