Consumed by a life
She couldn't handle anymore
Ashamed by desires
Too desperate to score
It's just too addicting
She wants nothing more
Watching everything she loves
Walk out the door
Finds money where she can
But still living life poor
Too smart to get too involved
And too dumb to ignore it
She don't even care
They all call her a *****
Now thinking, as she sees the knife
This isn't what she prepared for
But with a little thought, she knows
It's what she's always had in store
As she lays, bleeding out
On her ****** kitchen floor