pitiful girl to your dismay

he's found another with whom to play

but your tied tight by the red string of love

while he let it loose and rose above

let your tears dry up and be strong too

let him know he made a woman of you

for in your glory, pride, and sway

he will regret his actions, wont look away

and the red thread will pull upon his heart

wrap around his neck and choke him apart

be strong, woman! show no weakness

for in your presence, he'll bow in forgiveness

bandage those wrists! you've not slain yourself

for he is to blame, poor beauty, regain your health

remeber the good! forgive the bad

and when he appears, be strong woman! dont be sad

but it's okay, at home, at night

under the covers, to let out some fright

a shiver, a shake a quiver or more

some trembling here, there, fall on the floor

and let out those tears, dare not bottle them up

for its okay to cry, such is the nature of love

and be strong, woman! blood shant be spilled

for he is but a memory, and you were not killed