Loathing found me in November
When to my fate I was resigned
Oh how badly I remember
All the pain that you designed
Leaves were falling all around us
Flowers dripping from your gown
Hate found me in November
When all our love turned brown
The only thing that I have left now
Is this little card I’ve found
Ruined by some awful drivel
That was written by your hand
As I stood there by my bedside
As I looked into your eyes
You lost me that November
Through the malice you designed
There’s a heart tonight that’s heavy
There’s a heart tonight that’s glad
For demons took you from me
The worst friend I ever had
You’ve gone to rot in southern hell
Devil stole your heart and mind
But you lost me in November
Through the malice you designed