Excuse me Miss?

Excuse me miss? I know your pain
I’ve seen you outside in the rain
Letting it wash away the faces that read your mind every day
Excuse me miss? I know who you are.
I’ve heard bundles of whispers carried by far
They hauntingly tell of a dead woman’s dreams
A life that was lived without any means
Excuse me miss? I know what you know
That man, the one who started the row,
I know every inch of his face, from eyes to lips
I’ve been kept in his arms, and held him by hips
Excuse me miss? I had what you had
I had him, as you did
And your parting was bad?
Well I’m assuming the worst as you’re here out of breath,
I just didn’t think he would taunt round with death
But I guess it sank in deep enough through my skull
And I talked just of notions till his knife he undulled
He left with my memories in the palm of his hand
And in his other my heart and my gold wedding band
Excuse me miss? I’m joining you now.
To lie in the rain with my heart all ripped out
I should’ve heeded your words if I had any clue
But my regrets are now useless, and I’ve nothing to do.