I’m losing my money
Every Single Day
Put on retinol cream
so your wrinkles fade

Catching bees with honey
Every Single Date
Take your medication
so that you lose the weight

What will it take to be perfect?
Every Single Night
Practice your girlish accent,
flirting with the eyes

Know where to put your hands
Know how to catch the light
Smile more
You’re a girl, You’ll be alright

Maybe I’ll eat that
Maybe I’ll eat these
Try to forget
but you’ll never be free

I’ll never be alright
not completely
No matter how they might treat me
It lays still in my blood
creeping
Dormant for years
sleeping

Sell my soul to sorrow
Artist’s lines I borrow
Worried about tomorrow
crushing bones of hollow
on this path I follow

Straight and narrow
No turns left or right
I ride into the night

Not a chance to wallow
These pills I’ll never swallow
Worried about tomorrow
Sold my soul to sorrow

I don’t care if they take me
I want to go away
Flying in a silver ship
to the depths of space

I don’t care if they hurt me
I want to go so far
off this wretched planet
whilst they eat my heart

I don’t care if they entrap me
Maybe it would feel
like being
wrapped up in my mother’s arms

I don’t care if they **** me
Harvest all of my body parts

At least I will die
right here
amongst all the beautiful stars

She may be somber
She may be sad
She never had a mother
She never had a dad

The feelings crawl up on top of each other
Crushing each below
Crumbling down like a sinkhole
in her heart’s hollow

She may be somber
She may be sad
She may be mourning
a life that she has never had

It piles and piles
It heaps and heaps

Heavy is the hollow heart that crumbles
Heavy is the heart that weeps

I’ve Been Broken By
A World That’s Filled With Pain


death and hate
  and all of the things
that i can’t explain


I’ve Been Soaked For Years
just
Standing In The Rain

…

You Ask Me How I’m Doing
I’ll Say That I’m Just Fine

yeah i got a job
and the work is alright
it isn’t complicated
and i’m there all the time

and sure i’ve a got a boyfriend
he treats me real nice
i see him on the weekends
if he isn’t working nights

and sure my parents love me
they tell me quite a bit
And Maybe I Was Abused
but at least i wasn’t hit