He loves me, she chants with her accustomed bag of ice.

He loves me, she chants in the morning and at night.

He loves me, she chants as she turns black and blue.

He loves me, she chants no matter all the wrong things she will do.

He loves me, she chants he doesn't mean those horrible things he says.

He loves me, she chants as she is seeping red.

He loves me, she chants to those telling her the truth.

He loves me, she chants and I love him too.

He loves me is what she said, but sadly she is dead.