She's sat there looking at me
like I'm an apple and seed
wondering if I bleed.

With a steel knife
she ****** into my steel heart
and broke it apart.

With a steel knife
but I'm still alive
because it's been rusted
by the salt of my cries,
I'm still alive.

She is the girl who pierced metal
the petal on a loving rose
learnt of poison and blood.