I Wish I Were A Better Lover

I wish I were a better lover
And that I had a better body
I feel like I’m a thief at times
With stealing souls as my tragic hobby

I tempt and taunt potential lovers
With looks and lies
That I know will only ever end
In sad and tormented goodbyes

For bravado is a suit
That fits and I wear well
And when worn it promises heavenly delights
But only ever delivers hell

I say what needs to be said
To do the dreadful deed
And I know the words and actions
That allows me to plant my plentiful seed

Or at least that is how it has been
Up until recently when I met you
And now I am all confused
And I don’t know what to do

I wish I were a better lover
And that I had a better body
For if I were both of these
You could become my favourite hobby

But now my suit doesn’t fit
And the words fall on deaf ears
And you being blind to my actions
Is the realisation of my one of my worst fears

And it’s your entire fault
That I am now impotent
And that is why killing you tonight
Is so important

I can’t stand that you
Are better at being me
After such a short time
Than I ever could have been

And so I decide you just die
I plan your suicide
I aim the trigger and pull the trigger
Only to find my aim was a little wide

And so I plan for your death
And the thought of it makes me high
I just never thought I’d be beaten at the gate
With me the one to die…

I wish I were a better lover
And that I had a better body
I wish that you were less like me
And killing me not your only hobby.

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