Goodnight Socialite

In the darkest corner of the house I found her body there Cold and stiff Spine in a twist She left a note It read like so "My Dearest one Here's what you've done" I've got your knife inside my back I've got your rope around my neck I feel the poison in my veins Corrode and eat away my brains I've told you fifteen dozen times And that's one hundred-eighty times If I can't have you Then no one can She was an honest girl (never told a lie) Raised with the finest things (far too rich to die) A silver spoon Gold diamond rings And her sainted mother The benefactor Of the inheritance that I was after She's got a feeling That I'll get even And if I can't have you Then no one can I've got your knife inside my back I've got your rope around my neck I feel the poison in my veins Corrode and eat away my brains I've told you fifteen dozen times And that's one hundred-eighty times If I can't have you Then no one can