As I sit here in the oven,

I can finally see

That you do not love me

Mr. T

As I sit here and I cry

Seeing your demonic eye

To see you smile

At me in pain

You, my love, My Mr. T

Why is it you murder me?

Oh now Benjamin! Cannot you see?

I would have been twice the wife then she

Why is it you hate me?

My Love, my pet, my Mr. T

Why can't you just love me?