you were a gutter slut
and I was wide eyed and wondering
what it would be like to sit out and rot at night
and laugh at things that weren't funny
you scared me kind of
your breath smelt like beer
I was excited still nevetheless
would you hold me like her?
could I be your bonnie for a week?
would I be the one to cry when they whisked you off to jail
like in all those movies from the 50's
could you pop my cherry
and make my daddy mad?
I want to be a possesion
thats all I ever knew
at least I'd be a fun one
with green eye shadow and short skirts
like those flowers
you see in the 7-11.