Stained

Watched CSI, couldent help it

Stained

The blood is pooling around his head
As he lays there shot on the bed
The blood with stain his white sheets
And will haunt his wifes dreams

The sheets are staine with a bloody mess
And will lead his wife to confess
That she shot him for pure joy
Because their maid was his new toy

She killed herself one rainy night
Her children woke up with a fright
The blood was pooling around her head
As she lay there shot in the bed