oh chantal
poor, sweet chantal
tell me about what happened
last night
when another knobby hand
caressed your thigh -
gripped it, almost- -
the pain you felt as he pressed
himself to you
the disgust you spat as he shoved
his tongue to your neck
oh innocent chantal,
tell me about the malicious
gleam in his eyes
his sickening smile that reeked
of smoke and alcohol
and lust for flesh
tell me about how your innocence
was robbed yet again
tell me about the salty tears
you tasted
as he tasted the pleasure
he paid for

oh chantal
poor, sweet chantal
did you know what happened
the day you were born?
let me tell you about how
your mother smiled in tears
as she carried you
in her arms
caressed your face softly as
if afraid to even cause you
pain
and she promised, chantal,
she promised,
you'll never walk the same spiky
road she once crossed
let me tell you about your father,
oh lovely chantal,
he kissed your forehead
and held your small hand
whispered his promise,
his promise, chantal,
that no one's going to hurt you
let me tell you about how they
called you an angel from above
and how they promised that
they will nourish you
with their love

oh chantal
poor, sweet chantal
let me tell you about their sacrifices
the days they searched cities
to find a decent work
the nights they spent working
hard to the bone
let me tell you about their
hardships
just to assure your happiness
your education
just to assure you grow out
of love and goodness
just to assure you won't be
a victim like them
a victim of this cruel world

oh chantal
poor, sweet chantal
tell me how you ended up in hell
tell me how an angel like you
ended up in this kind
of place
you scream for help
no, you didn't scream because
of pleasure
but he misunderstood and
continued to ruin every essence
of your being
you scream
you scream
you scream and cry
but you're just a weak, young girl
in a large swarm of men
and you can't do anything
because you're just a girl
and the day you were proclaimed
as one
you are doomed to suffer
oh poor chantal,
your muffled cries won't be heard
amidst the loud chants of men

i know you never asked for it
i know you said no
but all you received is a yell
and a hard slap
yet your mother never even
shouted at you
your father never even
slapped you
and i know you want to ask
what did you even do to
experience such things
if you even deserve all
of these
but still you shut your mouth
and wiped your tears
as he left you broken
in that cheap rundown motel
with a bundle of money
in the nightstand
oh chantal
all you can do is hush,
fix yourself and take your money
then return to that
suffocating bar

oh chantal
poor, sweet chantal
tell me how you ended up in hell
tell me how an angel like you
ended up in this kind
of place