Moonlight at night is my Favourite but why I'm dread

Oh Lord Barkis,
I'm only and only his.
No, "He won't do that to me",
He vowed to make me his Mrs from Ms.

Tell me maggot,
why my dress is torn,
I was going to be a bride, but why am I feeling scorn?

Why I'm in brine completely drowned,
Where's the one,
exchanging the ring I was supposed to bound,
I beg you to tell me maggot why I'm three feet under the ground?

Did he feign to love,
the idea of whatever that was,
about us.

That's why he left me dreaded,
in the middle of the wood,
then flewed.

Now tell me,
what am I supposed to do,
I'll wait right until I find the clue.
But he said he loved me,
And I thought that's true.

Now it can't be hate right,
at the aisle for him to be late?
It must be indifference,
I can't breathe anymore, please Barkis please wait....
for me