And off you go

To the nightclub

You hate it

In the morning all sleepy

During lunch you complain

And as you dress up,

You talk of all the idiots you've served

So why do you go?

I ask you every day

I must, you reply

As you put on those high heels

And give me that sad smile

I never understood

Tonight was no different

Except I didn't know

Didn't know you wouldn't return

Didn't know there would be a maniac

Loaded with a gun

Didn't know he would fire

Didn't know the bullet would hit you

Right in the heart

If I knew, I would have stopped you

Would have got on my knees

And begged you to stay home this one night

Don't go, I would plead

But you would just smile sadly

And put on those damn high heels

I must, you would say

And off you go