Once upon a time, there was a
Girl and there was a serpent
Oh, and her name was Eve
And she took a bite from the apple
And the story ain't this dissimilar
Many, many, many, many moons later
She'd be deceived by her very own traitor
And he weren't even my type on paper
Such sweet poetry he would write
The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer we call him
Lies just to climb into your bedroom door
Now you're fighting for your life on your bedroom floor, and, and a
Devil did send him
Heart of blue black venom
My mother knew when she met him
Wolf in sheep's clothes, oh, but in this case denim
Uh, cold blood felon
Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter
As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter
Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it?
A modern day tragedy, I call it
It's a true story, it happened
Oh, how he'd romance on me, on me, on me
He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with the
Wherefore art thou, true love?
He strikes again
Ooh, he's a cursive kisser
He romanced on me, on me, on me
Romeo, oh no, I was a fool to love you, damn
Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish
Dammit, cut him off savage, he must be banished
The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer
I was still breathing, baby, just barely
Grandma had to bring her Bible
Sister wanna hunt him down, but only Jesus can save him now
Like, like, like Lazarus I did rise
What a miracle she could survive
Last text sent in the dead of the night when the light in her eyes left with him
Hold sis earrings, go get him
Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter
As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter
Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it?
A modern day tragedy, I call it
Not with thy flesh but with thy words he would
Romance on me, on me, on me
He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with the
Wherefore art thou, true love?
He strikes again
Ooh, he's a cursive kisser
He romanced on me, on me, on me
Romeo, oh no, I was a fool to love you, damn
Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish
Dammit, cut him off savage, he must be banished
The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer
Run, Juliet, run, Juliet, run
Silence all notifications
Forward this text to at least ten people please
Thy words I plead from thy tongue
His weapons of mass seduction
My midsummer night nightmare, don't end up like me
He's still out there, Romeo Fraud
He's a 6'2 sick mother, five months minimum recovery
From a sweet lie to the all out Shakespearian voice notary
Though I'd like to clarify no one did die in this story
But I did inside when I found out
I was one of seven other leading ladies
Starring in the New Romantic Thriller
Presenting the WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer
Ooh, he's a cursive kisser
Romeo Fraud
He'd WhatsApp call me
Call me, call me with the, wow
Wherefore art thou, true love?
He would romance
Where once I lived in the palm of his hand
And at the time how could I understand?
Why now, I ask you to forward this message or face seven months' sadness
You better run
Stick it to the man
You better run while you can
Fact, your Uber's outside
Must learn the art of airtime
You never must reply
You must escape the clutches of this Fake Prince Charming, AKA
The Whatsapp Shakespeare darling, dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Once upon a time, there was a Girl and there was a serpent Oh, and her name was Eve And she took a bite from the apple And the story ain't this dissimilar Many, many, many, many moons later She'd be deceived by her very own traitor And he weren't even my type on paper Such sweet poetry he would write The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer we call him Lies just to climb into your bedroom door Now you're fighting for your life on your bedroom floor, and, and a Devil did send him Heart of blue black venom My mother knew when she met him Wolf in sheep's clothes, oh, but in this case denim Uh, cold blood felon Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it? A modern day tragedy, I call it It's a true story, it happened Oh, how he'd romance on me, on me, on me He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with the Wherefore art thou, true love? He strikes again Ooh, he's a cursive kisser He romanced on me, on me, on me Romeo, oh no, I was a fool to love you, damn Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish Dammit, cut him off savage, he must be banished The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer I was still breathing, baby, just barely Grandma had to bring her Bible Sister wanna hunt him down, but only Jesus can save him now Like, like, like Lazarus I did rise What a miracle she could survive Last text sent in the dead of the night when the light in her eyes left with him Hold sis earrings, go get him Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it? A modern day tragedy, I call it Not with thy flesh but with thy words he would Romance on me, on me, on me He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with the Wherefore art thou, true love? He strikes again Ooh, he's a cursive kisser He romanced on me, on me, on me Romeo, oh no, I was a fool to love you, damn Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish Dammit, cut him off savage, he must be banished The WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer Run, Juliet, run, Juliet, run Silence all notifications Forward this text to at least ten people please Thy words I plead from thy tongue His weapons of mass seduction My midsummer night nightmare, don't end up like me He's still out there, Romeo Fraud He's a 6'2 sick mother, five months minimum recovery From a sweet lie to the all out Shakespearian voice notary Though I'd like to clarify no one did die in this story But I did inside when I found out I was one of seven other leading ladies Starring in the New Romantic Thriller Presenting the WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer Ooh, he's a cursive kisser Romeo Fraud He'd WhatsApp call me Call me, call me with the, wow Wherefore art thou, true love? He would romance Where once I lived in the palm of his hand And at the time how could I understand? Why now, I ask you to forward this message or face seven months' sadness You better run Stick it to the man You better run while you can Fact, your Uber's outside Must learn the art of airtime You never must reply You must escape the clutches of this Fake Prince Charming, AKA The Whatsapp Shakespeare darling, dun-dun, dun-dun-dun