Woeful Day

I know that there's a prescription bottle of pills in my mother's bathroom

I've entertained the notion once or twice

But always take a second look through my mother's eyes

I may think I'm a heathen, but I'll be one if I go

A cause for so much sorrow, they'll mourn me tomorrow

I just pray to God my mother doesn't follow

Oh woeful day, oh woeful day she's gone, she's killed, she's dead, gone away

Oh woeful day, oh woeful day she's gone, she's killed, she's dead, gone away

She didn't die in the name of love, she died in the name of dying

No Romeo was waiting on the other side, only a "stern questioning" from the divine