Who I kill I’ll never tell.
I am an assassin.
I am Villanelle.
I love the color pink, I wish I could yell.
All others are irrelevant.
Who I kill I’ll never tell.
I love the wrong girl. I was captured by her spell.
She will be my demise.
I am Villanelle.
Her name is Eve Polastri. She is my lady belle.
I love her more than life itself.
Who I kill I’ll never tell.
She is the cop who will catch me. No matter where I dwell.
I won’t stop what I do.
I am Villanelle.
To live without her would be to live in Hell.
I hope I don’t have to kill her.
Who I kill I’ll never tell.
I am Villanelle.
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