I'Ll Die Loveless, With Sixteen Cats

I'll never be normal, or a hot trophy wife I'd rather die lonely than trade in my life No stranger of lust but a virgin of love It seems there is none who accepts me enough Written by hand but never by mouth Before being buried I'll dig my way out I guess I'm too weird, but I'll never change I can't find a soulmate who loves that I'm strange Cupid's a leper, my heart, a taboo I guess I'm not wired to love like you do