Karaoké The WhatsApp Shakespeare. RAYE

Once upon a time there was a girl, and there was a serpent

Oh, and her name was Eve

And she took a bite from the apple

And the story ain't this dissimilar

Many, many, many many moons later

She'd be deceived by her very own traitor

And he weren't even my type on paper

Such sweet poetry he would write

The WhatsApp Shakespear

Killer, we call him

Lies just to climb into your bedroom door

Now you're fighting for your life on your bedroom floor

And then a devil did send him

Heart of blue, black venom

My mother knew when she met him

Wolf in sheep's clothes oh, but in this case, denim

Uh, cold-blood felon

Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter

As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter

Yeah, yeah

Sounds very dramatic, don't it

A modern-day tragedy, I call it

It's a true story, it happened

Oh, how he'd romance on me, on me, on me

He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with a

Wherefore, art thou

True love

He strikes again

Oh, he's a cursive kisser

He'd romance on me, on me, on me

Romeo, oh, no

I was a fool to love you, damn

Juliet must run

Juliet must vanish

Damn it, cut him off, savage he must be banished

The WhatsApp Shakespeare killer

I was still breathing baby, just barely

Grandma had to bring her Bible

Sister wanna hunt him down but only Jesus can save him now

Like-like-like Lazarus, I did rise

What a miracle she could survive

Last text sent in the dead of the night

When the light in her eyes left with him

Hold sis earrings go get him

Oh, how Mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter

As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter

Yeah, yeah

Sounds very dramatic, don't it

A modern-day tragedy, I call it

Not with thy flesh, but with thy words, he would

Romance on me, on me, on me

He'd WhatsApp call me, call me with a

Wherefore, art thou

True love

He strikes again

Oh, he's a cursive kisser

He'd romance on me, on me, on me

Romeo, oh, no

I was a fool to love you, damn

Juliet must run

Juliet must vanish

Damn it, cut him off, savage he must be banished

The WhatsApp Shakespeare killer

Run, Juliet, run, Juliet, run

Silence all notifications

Forward this text to at least ten people, please

Thy words I plead from thy tongue

His weapons of mass seduction

My midsummer night nightmare don't end up like me

He's still out there

Romeo Fraud

He's a six two sick mother five months minimum recovery

From a sweet lie to the all-out

Shakespearean voice-note-ery

Though I'd like to clarify

No one did die in the story

But I did inside when I found out

I was one of seven other leading ladies

Starring in the new romantic thriller

Ooh, he's a cursive kisser

He'd WhatsApp call me

Hmm, wherefore art thou

True love

Oh

He would romance

Where once I lived in the palm of his hand

And at the time, how could I understand

Why now, I ask you to forward this message or face seven months' sadness

You better run

Stick it to the man

You better run while you can

Fact, your Uber's outside

Must learn the art of airtime

You never must reply

You must escape the clutches of this fake Prince Charming

A.k.a. the WhatsApp Shakespeare

Darling, dun-dun, dun-dun-dun