Could it be
the one who used to be my lady?
Is it she?
What is this feeling? Oh god, is it jealousy?
Death took her away way but to see her today
fills me with feelings that just aren’t OK.
And look who she’s with. Man, WTF!
Why must I have the hots for a stiff?
Now if I have something to prove — and I’d like to think that I do–
It’s that I’m a decisive kind of guy who knows just what to do.
But for my task to be complete I must kill every last zombie,
who knew the very last would be the one whose very passing
sent me on my quest?
Now what do I do?
Man, dude. Dude, man.
This sucks it!