Died For Love

There is a boy
I like so well
He likes me too.
I can tell
He stole my heart away from me
He sat a girl upon his knee
And told her things he never told me
I went home and mother didn't say a word
Father came home later that night
And searched for me left and right
The stairs he climbed
The door he broke
To see me hanging from a rope
He got a knife
To cut me down
He found a note on the ground
Dig a grave, dig it deep
Place a statue above my feet
A statue of a dove
To show the world
That it is true I died for love