A Journalist Falls in Love With Deathrow Inmate #16

I was writing his 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
I'd found my Grim Reaper Prince

Well, he said he loved me, cooked me dinner
He cut my lungs out and made me feel thinner
And I'll never forget him now that it's over
The life that we had 'til they strapped him down
Oh, but how all the girls were jealous
'Cause he liked me the best!
Oh, and I couldn't breathe, it was true love indeed
But now my grim prince is gone

Well, I said I loved him when they strapped him in
But he wasn't crying, he took it like a man
And the families watched him as he breathed his last
I got very angry when they started to laugh
And say "now he's got what's coming
He was due his lot"
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